Sophia
The car ride home from Queen Elise’s estate was quiet, almost eerily so.
Erick hadn’t said a word since we left.
I sat beside him in the back seat, hands folded in my lap, heart heavy with unspoken thoughts.
Outside the window, the twilight bled into a deeper blue, the final remnants of sunset swallowed by the horizon.
He had been quiet ever since we left the Queen’s chamber. Not cold,but distant. As though something was weighing on him.
Or perhaps… he was waiting.
I bit my lip, glancing at his profile.
Strong and Unreadable.
The guilt began to creep in.
I knew I should’ve spoken to him first, before making the offer to Queen Elise.
Erick was her son.
The Alpha King.
He had every right to be the first to know about any treatment involving her life. But the words
