Life On The Line

Eden trudged through the dimly lit hallway, her feet dragging with each step. She couldn't believe she had let Diana manipulate her so easily. But she had no choice, not when Kylian's life was on the line.

The servant quarters were a far cry from the luxurious chambers she was accustomed to. The walls were bare, the floorboards creaked with every step, and the air was thick with dust. Eden couldn't help but think it was almost like a dungeon, albeit without the sickly-sweet scent of blood.

She shuffled along until she found a small, empty room to occupy. It was nothing like the grand bedroom she had previously called home, but it would have to do for now. Eden sighed and ran her fingers over the dust-covered surfaces, feeling a pang of sadness in her chest. She had lost everything, all because of Diana's wicked machinations.

As she tried to settle in, the door to her room flung open, and a woman with a smug look on her face marched in. "You must be the new servant," the woman said, ey