*Scott's POV*

As I stepped out of the hidden room, I observed a dress, and I swiftly glanced behind the curtain. I was so startled with fear that I could not move. Storm's clothes were all over the place, and the area was in total disarray. My heart clenched in fear as I rushed towards the unconscious chief maid, who lay sprawled on the floor. Panic surged through my veins as I called out her name. "Storm! Storm!" But there was no response.

I clenched my fists, my mind racing with worry. The mere thought of her in danger sent a shiver down my spine.

"Guards! Guards!" I bellowed, my...