CHAPTER EIGHTY TWO - THE DAUGHTERS OF GORROTH

Fueled by a mix of fear and defiance, Karina lunged towards the massive oak door, intent on confronting Becky and demanding to be with John. Just before her hand reached the handle, a strong arm snaked around her waist, yanking her back with surprising force. Karina whirled around, her heart hammering in her chest. This time, a different woman stood before her – tall and statuesque, with a mane of fiery red hair cascading down her back. Despite her imposing figure, a gentle concern softened her features. "Hold on, lass," she said, her voice surprisingly calm and melodic. "Let's not make things worse." Becky, who had been watching the scene unfold with a scowl, barked out an order. "Gwen! Take her away. To the visitor's chamber." The redheaded woman nodded curtly at Becky, turning back to Karina with an apologetic smile. "Please, come with me. I understand you're worried, but trust me, it's best for now." Her voice held a quiet authority that Karina couldn't help but respect. The a