Deal with the devil

White eyes' POV

The Palace was thrown into turmoil as everyone in the council room struggled to get the King away from me. He just suddenly fell to the ground, and blacked out. They said that i bewitched him, or maybe i cursed him. but i honestly didn't care what anyone said about me. i've been through worse.

"Take her to the dungeon". The queen thundered. As they pulled me up, she walked closer to me and held my chin in between her fingers. "If you do not know". She spoke dangerously low. "Your life is now tied to the King's. If he dies, you die. So you better pray to the moon goddess that nothing happens to him".

I still stared at he blankly. The only thing i would pray to the moon goddess for right now, was for her to take my life. I didn't really care if the king died or survived whatever trouble he got himself in.

After all, if he did survive, what good would that do for me?

"Take her".

They didn't even let me walk on my own, they just kept pulling me on the floor like an animal.