Ella’s POV
The guard stood in front of me, his shoulders rising and falling as though he had run a long distance. His chest heaved, and his face was damp with sweat. He bowed slightly before catching his breath.
“My lady,” he said quickly, his words tumbling out. “A message has just arrived. It is from your parents. They are asking for you to return home urgently.”
For a moment, I did not respond. His words sounded strange, as if I had not heard them correctly. My parents? Calling for me? I blinked at him, trying to make sense of it. If they truly wanted to reach me, they would have just called me. They would not have sent a guard running to my door like this.
And besides we didnt exactly path in the best of ways when they dropped me here and never looked back. Could something be wron
