James raised his brows.“House arrest? You don’t think we should execute her as well?”“Not yet,” Alexander said, much to my relief.“But, Sire—”“I gave you an order, James,” Alexander clipped.James looked as if he wanted to argue more, but he pressed his lips together and bowed his head slightly.
Joanne’s POV“Christa…” I whispered, shocked to see one of the only ones from the Long Lake Pack who was semi-kind to me.For a heartbeat, I thought my eyes deceived me. She looked smaller now, shoulders drawn in, her blond hair matted and cropped unevenly, her face pale and sharp. But it was her… t
Madam Rebecca stepped into the room as well and gasped when she spotted Stella, her hands flying to her mouth as shock was clear in her eyes.“Y… your majesty?”“Help Joanne get changed,” Alexander ordered her without missing a beat.“Yes, Sire,” she said quickly, rushing towards me and ushering me
Joanne’s POVStella’s eyes went wide, and I saw the confusion flash through her eyes. I was in so much shock that I couldn’t move. I watched as the life started to drain from her eyes. She stared down at where Alexander’s sword impaled her.“I… I…” she gasped, trying to hold onto the little bit of l
She turned to look at herself in the mirror, assessing the dress. I held her shoes in her hands, and I knew she’d never be able to walk in them.She doesn’t deserve them.“If only I had the same opportunity,” I murmured, not meaning to say it out loud.“What was that?” Joanne asked, glancing at me i
Stella’s POV “Your presence has been requested in the ballroom,” one of the guards said, stepping into the slave’s quarters.I followed him, my steps slow and yet deliberate. The silence stretched between the guard and me. They didn’t talk to me, and I didn’t speak to them. That was how it always