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ISABELLE’S POV

I continue to follow Lillian. My mind is jumbled with thousands of thoughts and none of these thoughts are giving me peace. My legs are moving but I want to stop. I don’t want to go. The time has come. After two years, I will be presented in front of the king. Only I know how many prayers I have done to God for the king to forget me. I wanted him to forget that I even existed. If he had forgotten about me, then this day would not have appeared in my life.

Now, what will happen to me? What is going to happen to me? I am too much scared. My mind is screaming for me to run but where will I run? Where can I run? I have no place to go and escaping from the palace is too difficult. There is no one in the palace either who would help in escaping.

Now we have entered a familiar corridor. I know this place. I have come here before. Why has Lillian brought me here? I thought she was taking me to the king.

“What are we doing here, Lillian?” I ask Lillian. She looks at me and la