COLE“You’ve been interfering too much with matters concerning Evelyn lately,” I growled at Flynn once we were alone. He’d returned from escorting her to her room and now that it was just my Beta and I, I had some choice words for him.“Begging your pardon, Your Majesty,” he replied without missing a beat, his face utterly unreadable. “I did not mean to interfere-”“It seems like you care for her very much,” I interrupted him before he could finish. My temper rose with every second of his presence and soon, I began to feel out of control. “Is it out of guilt for having killed her brother?”I watched Flynn’s face twitch slightly in misery, but it was only a fleeting expression. He rarely allowed his face to betray his inner thoughts but it was clear that I’d struck a nerve. Part of me wanted to take the words back but I couldn’t stop myself, not when he’d interrupted my confrontation with Evelyn.Still, mentioning Conner was a low blow. The pair had been friends… we all had been friend
COLEThirty minutes after the maid relayed my stepmother’s message, I strode into the room, dressed fashionably in dinner attire, and was greeted with laughter.Anastasia and Skyla were seated closely at the table, giggling about something among themselves. It annoyed me to see them so cheerful on such a horrid day but I chose not to reprimand them for their inappropriate laughter.I had to play along.“What’s so funny?” I asked casually as I walked to the empty seat at the head of the table and sat down.We were in a small dining room not far from Anastasia’s chamber. On days when there was no banquet or dinner party, my stepmother preferred dining here.It wasn’t that she disliked the grand dining room, which was more befitting of her status… but rather, that she detested it completely.There were rumors spreading around the palace. King Theodore, my father, had flirted with Anastasia’s maid during their meals and summoned a few maids to the dining room for his amusement after drink
AIDENThe weather in Windsburn was notoriously unpredictable. A week had passed since I arrived on the desolate prisoner’s island, and even after seven long days, I still couldn’t discern any pattern in its ever-changing climate.As I made my way to the mine pits, I paused and looked up at the sky. Just an hour ago, it had been pouring rain, but now the sun blazed fiercely.The sudden heat against my skin made it difficult for him to keep his eyes open; it was scorching. While my long-sleeved shirt was a bit heavy in this weather, it kept my skin protected from the rays. The last thing I needed on this mission was a debilitating sunburn.Thus far, the investigation the King had tasked me with completing had gone nowhere. I had found no evidence of the Fox family’s crimes and with every passing day, I grew more frustrated.It seemed that the cunning family had gone to great lengths to conceal their wrongdoings, but I couldn’t yet give up.I was staying in the administrative castle, wh
AIDENI stared back at him in surprise, shocked and unsure of my next words.A death zone?I was anxious to hear his explanation and dreaded the following investigation that now certainly had to happen.Windsburn Island was mainly for condemned prisoners, but it was not meant to be as bad as he implied. His grave expression told me that there was truth in his warnings, but I had to find out what was happening here, personal safety or not. I was the King’s Guard.My mission was to keep the Alpha King safe from potential enemies, and if the old man’s words were true…The Foxes themselves could be enemies.“My name is Aiden,” I introduced myself, wishing at once I had provided a different name to further my disguise.Thankfully, my given name was fairly common, so I knew it wouldn’t amass any suspicion, and since most knew me as Sir Moran, it seemed like my choice would be just fine.The old man studied me for a moment, surprised at my response, and his thick eyebrows creased for a momen
AIDENI trembled slightly as I stared at Evelyn’s father. A shiver passed through me as if I stood before a ghost.Steven Caddel’s appearance had changed a lot since I’d last seen him. His tall frame, which had always been impressive, was almost skeletal beneath his clothes. His complexion was ghostly, and though his dark hair was still thick, it was long and tangled.He sported a thick dark beard and I noticed that it was wrought with streaks of gray.His eyes, however, were still stern and resolute.I opened my mouth to speak, wishing to say something, but Steven stopped me before I even had a chance.“There’s no time,” he said firmly. “I don’t know why you’re here, Aiden, but you shouldn’t be. You need to get out of this place before it’s too late.”“I can’t, sir,” I replied with a small shake of my head. “I’m here on-”The crack of a whip cut through the air and Steven winced. He glanced behind him and then replaced the hood on his head in one swift motion.“I can’t say much now,
AIDENI couldn’t find the right answer for the little girl, no matter how much she wanted it. How could I bear the tell Emma the truth? She was just a child.Thankfully, before I could muster up a reply, Charlotte returned and immediately asked her youngest child to help her make lunch.Emma protested a little but ultimately did as she was told.Little was said after that, and when Steven finally returned, the meal was ready. Or at least what constituted a meal around here.Charlotte placed a few pieces of stale bread and a bowl of soup in front of me and then took a seat on one of the armless chairs. The food didn’t smell too appetizing, but Charlotte had worked hard with what resources she had, so I accepted my portion gratefully.“Thank you,” I said, and then I caught Steven smiling at me. I rose at once, and as I did, Evelyn’s father drew me into a tight hug and patted me on the shoulder.“You look great, Aiden,” he said and my eyes started to burn at once.Years ago, before I wen
EVELYNThere was one good thing about being a lowly maid in the palace: the days were filled with a million duties, leaving no time for self-pity or idle thoughts.This had been a blessing before, especially when things between Cole and I were awful.But now that I had become Leila’s personal maid, I was free from heavy labor and had too much time to dwell on my own worries.No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t stop thinking about what the Beta’s younger sister had said yesterday regarding an escape plan.What if consuming these certain herbs actually worked as Leila claimed they did in stories?No heartbeat. No breathing. What if Cole really believed I was dead and stopped searching for me? Would I be able to reunite with my family?I had remembered Aiden had promised to help me leave this place, but as the King’s Guard, he might inadvertently expose me if I sought his assistance, so perhaps Leila’s plan was my only true option.If her stories could be believed.I grew so lost in
AIDENWhen Steven Caddel and I finished our talk about the goings-on in Windsburn Island, it was very late. Night had already fallen and the sky outside of the Caddel’s cottage window was a deep, dark blue. The sky was dotted with stars and the moon cast silver rays below.Though it made me sad to leave the family’s home, I knew I needed to sneak back to the castle. I was worried to jinx it, but I wondered if the servant I had changed clothes with and tied up had been found.I certainly hoped not because otherwise, I would have to make up an excuse to satisfy the official’s questions. I knew he would inquire where I’d gone and there was no way I could betray the Caddels and the miners I’d spoken to today.Steven told me that Frederick was quite literally the spokesman of the Fox family on this half-enclosed island.“To put it more bluntly, that man is practically this island’s ‘king’,” the one-proud leader of the Caddels said bitterly about the official. “He executes the orders from H