Mag-log inI knew, in his own way, Teacher was just trying to cheer me up.“Well, let me know if that changes,” he said. “I’m always happy to bring villains to justice.”“He’s not a villain just because he lost interest in me,” I said.“He is, because he’s hurting you every day you are apart,” Teacher said.My
Lillian’s POVAfter moving into Josie’s room, I spent most of my waking hours out in the training ground, striking at the training dummies or shooting arrows down the range. There hadn’t been as many people coming to see Teacher and me about training. I tried not to read too much into it, but it was
Lillian’s POV“This isn’t necessary,” Grayson said. “You are being too emotional about this. You are overreacting.”“Stop saying that!” I snapped and pulled my arm away from his grasp. I continued packing, quicker than before. If I hadn’t been certain about leaving before, I was definitely sure now.
Grayson’s POV“That sounds like Lillian, doesn’t it?” Odette asked. “Should we check?”I was already moving forward, wanting to see for myself what I was hearing. They weren’t far, just around the corner of hydrangea bushes.Then I saw them. Lillian and Benedict, looking at each other in delight, la
I wouldn’t egg him on when he was in a mood like this. On our own, we each showered and changed. We read while in bed, utterly ignoring each other. Grayson went to bed first, his back to me. I turned off the light, set my book aside, and went to bed too, my back to him.The distance between us felt
Lillian’s POVI was grateful for Clara’s warning, because all day long, through the brunch event, the lunch event, tea, and dinner, I heard others talking about the rumors like I wasn’t even present.“They’ll be such a lovely couple.”“And think of the political gains! To have the kingdoms tied toge
Lillian’s POVI pushed forward through the brush, barely able to see where I was going as my vision fogged. I felt as if I was walking underwater, my movements sluggish and delayed. I also had no idea where I was going, I only knew that I had to get away from whatever had been coming for me in that
Lillian’s POVWe made it to the very edge of the property, right up to a shed that looked to be filled with garden tools.“The Queen… is in there?” I asked, not feeling so sure about this anymore.“Not yet, but she will meet you,” the servant said. Something changed about her tone. No longer was she
“If you’ll please excuse me,” I said. “I think I need some air.”“You alright?” Benedict asked, genuine concern on his face.“I’m alright,” I told him. “Please, enjoy yourself. I’ll only be gone a minute.”Benedict nodded, though the worry stayed on his face.Turning away from them, I sought out a d
Lillian’s POVBefore Maren’s hand could swing down to my face, a guard caught her arm, stilling her. I recognized this guard from around the palace. He was one of Grayson’s, likely keeping an eye on me per Grayson’s order. In doing so, he must have been ordered to intervene in the suspicion of possi







