Sienna would come to wake within her chambers, the sight of moonlight still present in the sill just beside her as her mind would come to question if the events of the night before had come to pass. However, with the image of the now wilting rose on the surface of her unmade sheets along with the lack of life echoing in the corridor from outside her door, she would understand this would be an unfortunate reality.
Immediately, she would make her way to the direction of the window to note the sight of Adrian’s guards absent and replaced with those wearing the same attire from those at Blacksworth’s side. Yet they appeared to be making themselves at home entirely as aged tapestries worn with age and neglect had now been set in a pile in the center of the courtyard to burn. Chairs, armoires,
