I flash her one wicked look, as I slide it open. She lowers her eyes, slack jawed as she calculates the drop, instinctively getting closer to me. A chuckle reverberates through my chest. It’s the first laugh I have had all day. Without thinking too deeply about that, I gather her in my arms and jump
Fiona’s POV Inside the banquet hall, there is chaos everywhere. Queen Alara paces at the entrance, fuming. Her cheeks are red with humiliation. A couple of her guards can be seen stopping the media people from taking pictures of her. Her advisors are inside appeasing the guests- there are many imp
I control the urge to exhale and lean into him. “Oh really?” He says, suspicion making his voice venomous. “What exactly did the guard say?” At his words, some of the smugness leaves the Queen’s face, when she speaks her expression is sour once again. “Well, he told me he saw a woman in black wit
Micah’s lips thin at his words. When he responds, his voice has taken a hard edge. However, I don’t hear what he says because something catches my eye, making my entire body freeze. My limbs get cold and I feel like I cannot breathe. My eyes are glued to the ring Rowena’s father wears. It has an emb
Fiona’s POV I pick up the necklace and tenderly brush the wolf on the emblem, careful not to disturb the broken pieces. There is a crack on it and every time I look at it, a sense of loss grips me. It is the only thing I have of my mother, the only thing she passed down to me. I had taken to get i
Tired and feeling resigned, I decide to approach the boy. When I step close to him, I realise that he is shaking badly. Shocked, I touch his forehead to find that his skin is burning with fever. Worry grips me and without thinking, I huddle close to him, sharing what little warmth I can offer. Almo
Finally, I find it, covered in dirt and broken from the fall. Tears stream down my face as I cradle the pieces in my hands. "Why are you crying?" the boy whispers weakly, now awake from the sound of the movement. "It's one of my most precious possessions.” I reply, my voice thick with tears. “And
Fiona’s POV It’s three days after I fell into the pit, that I hear noises. It’s the crunch of the leaves and men speaking. My heart leaps into my throat and hope blossoms in my heart with a force that makes me feel dizzy. Immediately, I open my mouth to scream for help but nothing comes out. My