Died. I died. But why? How did Sebastian know I’d have that reaction to the bond? He knew the bond would kill me. He knew he’d have to make me fae or lose me forever. One of the servants takes my hand and leads me from the bed. I waver on legs that don’t feel like my own. Another servant holds up a dress. “You will look beautiful standing by the new king’s side in this.” I’m still woozy from sleep. From the potion. What they’re saying doesn’t make sense. “The new king?” The ladies laugh. “Prince Ronan, your Sebastian, will take the throne today with our lady by his side. So many reasons to
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Somethings not right
I know he's lying
I told her not too
girlie you messed upppppp
