Chapter 104

Lysandra’s POV

“Assassins?” I furrowed my brows as I watched Beatrix’s expression.

Her face was pale, and the usual brightness in her eyes had been replaced by fear she was trying badly to control. Behind her, Lady Cosima stood with several guards, her expression calm enough to command the hallway but tense enough to tell me this was not some harmless misunderstanding.

“Yes,” Beatrix said quickly.