Lost to the Underworld

**Isolde’s POV**

“You break my heart! You do not miss me?” Alistair feigned a broken look which was hard to ignore, but I was in no mood to entertain his theatrics. I was not sure if it was a last-born trait, but I had noticed that he loved to joke around a lot.

“I do not, Alistair. Nolan, how the hell did you lose her? You can speak freely now, I do not hold you,” I said. I needed an explanation;