Sam had always had a soft spot for his siblings. He must have had taken the risk of coming to the palace to see Cassara for the last time.
My eyes softened while I gazed at the floor and slowed down at my pace. I was already on the way back to my chambers to rest; I still had a gathering to attend to later.
'Sam...' I let out a deep exhale as I bit my lower lips.
The expression Sam had earlier etched into my head. It kept flashing across my mind, causing my heart to tighten. I wanted to console him or just be there for him, but I couldn't. It was not like Sam would sulk in the corner and mourn, but I knew this news had saddened him.
"Why would they kill her first?" A murmur slipped past my lips as I stopped in front of my chambers. My brows furrowed as I recalled Cassara's frightened expression the night before her death.