I fought back the natural urge to widen my eyes at Alexander’s daring statement. If any of those journalists took his words as a direct quote in their newest issues, it would head straight back to the King. The thought of having to deal with someone like him after having gone through this hell-raisi
[Evelyn’s POV]The King was not pleased.He hadn’t exactly made any retorting remarks or final statements that would essentially prove the idea; however, his actions said it all. The moment the judge had given his final statement and slammed the gavel down on the bench, Gregory had gotten up from hi
[Evelyn’s POV]I couldn’t begin to describe how thankful I felt when the judge insisted that Fiona and Isabella be detained while the jury was busy coming to a final verdict.Alexander had lured me back to the table where he pressed me down into one of the open chairs. Just as well anyway. My mind w
[Third-Person’s POV]“...The last thing I remember from that night is Alexander trying to stop the bleeding with a piece of cloth he had on hand,” Evelyn finished. “I was truly convinced that I was going to die that night.”She’d let out a steady breath of relief, knowing that she managed to get thr
[Third-Person’s POV]Alexander first noticed something was wrong when he reached over to Evelyn’s side of the bed to find it empty. Immediately, his eyes snapped open and he searched the room but found no signs of her. He wasn’t even sure how long she’d been gone.He felt it deep in his gut that som
But we’re far beyond training. This was real.Fiona tried to take a few swipes at my face and neck, but each strike was easily dodged. I curled my hands into fists and got into my taught stance. The moment she missed another round of strikes, I took my chance and swung back.I somehow managed to cli