And I couldn’t let that happen. So, taking advantage of Xaden’s prolonged visit to the palace, I had slipped out earlier that morning to a nearby drugstore and purchased some more dark hair dye. It was nearly noon by the time I finished dyeing the entirety of my long hair. Xaden might have—unint
XADEN POV Maeve’s eyes widened. “What does that mean?” she asked, leaning closer and squeezing my hand. I could feel tremors shake her body. “You’ll be going off to war…?” Truthfully, that was a question I was not able to answer at that time. I wanted more than anything to reassure her, to dis
In any other case, I would have agreed with them. However, this was the closest we had gotten to all-out war with our neighbor in our many years of tension. If we didn’t play our cards carefully, then we would lose before it even fully started. And I was not willing to accept more losses than was
THIRD PERSON POV Sitting in the rose garden of the royal palace, Princess Charlotte was currently trapped in the middle of her own game for survival. In high society, nothing mattered more than one’s own reputation, which could only be developed by interacting with other esteemed members of said s
“I have visited my brother’s mansion many a time,” Charlotte remarked calmly, leveling her gaze to match that of the heiress, “and I can assure you, I have not seen any woman, nor any such indication that a woman is living in that house. Well, apart from his lovely housekeeper, but she does not seem
THIRD PERSON POV Somewhere outside the dungeon on the outskirts of the capital, a hooded figure cloaked in black wandered the looming dusk. Fast, frightened footsteps delicately clacked against the pavement, anxious to reach their destination. With the sun slipping past the horizon, there was al
But they were hardly making any headway with their mission to break up Maeve and Prince Xaden. With every passing day, they were running out of time. “Honestly,” Victoria scoffed, rolling her eyes at Bella. “We could have made some progress if you hadn’t given up so quickly during your tea with Pr
THIRD PERSON POV Look at her, Isabelle thought with a scoff. Daring to enjoy herself. The afternoon of the banquet had come and, as a prettily-dressed Maeve mingled with Xaden and Charlotte on the far end of the banquet hall, engaging in private, light conversation with one another, the dubious