How many of you guessed it?
Joselin's P.O.V. Charlie was the definition of beauty. Everything about her was perfect and symmetrical. Her curls looked immaculate even without products or styling tools out in the woods. "Are you okay to be here?" Charlie asked lowly, but everyone around would still hear her question. It was th
"So be it. We will see you soon." I said firmly, subtly insisting that she come home to visit soon and assure her brother that she was okay. The world faded around us slower than last time, and I had a brief moment where my confidence faltered. It was more people than I had ever taken on my own, an
Joselin's P.O.V. My tower was my safe place, my comfort zone when I wasn't with Tobias. Yet right now, I stood in the middle of it, feeling like there were bugs crawling on my skin. The ward surrounding it hadn't just been broken. It had been shattered. I had seen the damage to it before entering
Cora could run, but she couldn't hide. Not from me. A sharp pain shot through my stomach as I reached up, grabbing a few candles from my shelves. I sucked in a gasp of air, and it faded away, leaving me shocked and nervous. Don't think about it, Joselin. Do your job. Now is not the time. "What's
Joselin's P.O.V. I left the crystal hanging from the dagger in the ceiling. Two guards were tasked with the job of watching and writing down every location Cora went to. Once we had all the data, we would have a better chance of figuring out what she was up to. Once we found her final location, we
He needed someone he trusted, and even though I felt like I had unintentionally betrayed him in the worst possible way, I had to be the person he could count on right now. "I could feel it, Joselin!" He pulled back, his eyes boring into mine. "I could feel her cutting into my flesh and the chains a
Joselin's P.O.V. Cyrus threw up for a long while. The healers pushed me aside when it went from stomach acid to blood. As much as I detested vomit, even though I was able to hold back some of my own, I stayed. He needed people, and I needed answers. A line of sweat appeared across his forehead, an
"Yeah, but Rona had been resisting, fighting against her. She had been using Cora's leg to track her. Rona was trying to find out what Cora was up to, but she didn't figure it out until I showed up here." This was it. Cyrus took another sip of his water, shuttering as he swallowed it. "Rona suspec