Chapter 59: A gem
The following morning, Patricia woke up alone.
The silence in the room felt heavier than usual, almost suffocating. Her eyes scanned the space, hoping Roman was back but there was still no sign of him. Where could he be?
A knot twisted in her stomach. She hadn’t seen anyone aside from Kay, who came in briefly to give her quiet updates. No Roman. No Zara. No answers.
She wanted to call Zara, to hear her voice and maybe find comfort, but Silas had told her about the state her friend was in. Just hearing the pain in his voice when he described it had made her chest tighten. Zara had always been the one to show up, always carrying Patricia’s burdens like they were her own. Now, her world had collapsed, and Patricia refused to be a selfish friend. Not now.
If it hadn’t been for Silas’s firm insistence that she stay put, she would have already been out there, searching for Zara.
Her thoughts were interrupted when the door creaked open.
"Miss Patricia, I am here to escort you. Mr. Roman awaits you," a maid announced with practiced politeness.
Patricia frowned. After vanishing all night without a word, he was suddenly ready to summon her? Like she was one of his many subordinates?
"Okay," she muttered. She didn’t have the strength to argue. Not yet. She would save her questions for when she saw him.
As they walked through the winding halls, she noticed the direction they were heading, towards the main deck.
That was odd. No one went to the main deck this early unless something was happening. A gathering? An event?