Chapter 57

Willow's POV

The two of us walk down the lengthy hallway: one willingly while the other (me) has to be practically dragged all the way down to the great family room.

I already know that those maids are going to still be there when we get down there. They'll never miss the chance at seeing the King face-to-face; he's like a god to them for some reason, like a sex god or something. 

"Why do I even have to come to this stupid meeting?" I groan, trying my hardest to rip my arm free from Maddox but he keeps it tight in his hold, flashing me a disapproving frown my way.

He yanks me closer, making it so we're arm-to-arm. Well, more like my head against his shoulder. With a small sigh, he casually places his arm around my waist as though I'm not at all angry with him and all his doings. 

"You will see, Willow," he says, "you. Will. See..."

I roll my eyes and we just keep walking, now down the stairwell which will inevitabl