TWENTY TWO

CAMILLE'S POV

Why did I somewhat believe what Hector was saying? He had no reason to lie. From what I knew, he had been imprisoned for years. I wondered if it was my pent-up resentment for my sister that made me think like that.

When Eva stormed out, she pushed past me and I could almost swear I saw her wear a smile.

I stared in Hector's direction again. His face was a plea for anybody to believe him. Nobody really did. Neal was interested. But he didn't actually buy the words of a prisoner of the kingdom and I was intrigued. Mostly because I knew nothing of what transpired after the incident. I had gone cold turkey on this world to live my life as Cameryn Gallagher. I figured there was no point looking back. Because doing that would cause me to falter. I couldn't do that.

Being back here, however, was damaging that restraint. I found myself in an almost trance-like state as I walked up to Hector's cage.

I wouldn't have stopped if Dimitri hadn't held me by the hand. "You shouldn't