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Luna Grace was not released. Despite Hawke’s furious threats, she stayed there for three extra days and Dark Moon had to pay a hefty fine to get her out of the dungeons and now they had treason on their record. It was a light punishment compared to what Killian planned but we had to tread carefully
He mumbled something with a sneer before responding. “I got your letter. Aunt Victoria is here?” He reminded me of the source of my irritation. “In the palace?” “Yes, she’s here.” I was under the same roof as my mother but she refused to see me. We hardly crossed paths but when we did, she excused
She met my gaze for a second before turning and walking away without a backward glance. My lips quivered so I bit into my bottom lip, clenching my fists at my sides to hold myself together, to stop myself from screaming. An invisible hand squeezed my heart and my stomach felt light and empty. A fami
“It’s no use. She hates me and even if she tells me why, what would I do?” Try to remove whatever it was about me that made her hate me but she hated me since I was born so what chance did I have of pleasing such a person? In the end, we both went back to our duties. I couldn’t forget the bitter en
I wasn’t actually foolish enough to drink poison. “I am sure you know that whether or not I drink this, you are dead meat,” I chanced a glance at Mary. “I considered making you the head maid but you chose to grab a rotten rope.” I pretended to shake my head in pity. “I was foolish.” Mary had tears
“It’s clear that I don’t think. Aren’t I the dumb one? The only thing I can do is pound my fists like a barbarian!” Flames sparked in her eyes. “If you will –“ “Are you really going to leave me after this? I thought we were friends.” She whirled back with a glare again. “Friends? I have no friends
I was in a ‘coma’ for three days. To keep up the pretence of being half-dead, I never left the room and only Killian, Jack and Harold were allowed in. The physician already realized I was not poisoned but he came and went to maintain appearance. “How is the situation outside?” Killian moved his wor
“But – Please, just take it.” She shoved the bottle in his direction and he growled. “You made an antidote without knowing the poison so you must have been the one who made the poison in the first place. How can you connive with that bastard to kill your own daughter? Even a dog values its young.”