Third POV
Julian was forced into the van and taken back to the palace in chains. The metal cuffs were so tight, it cut into his wrists. The chains were heavy, and every step made them rattle. They held his wrists so tight so he could not run, even if he wanted to. His clothes were dusty from being dragged out of the van. He could feel how swollen his cheek still was from the king’s slap.
Reina couldn’t help, she had rushed in to gather her things from Brianne’s bed. Sister Caroline, her good friend had come out at this point, they shared a hug.
“I promise to be back some day,” she said. To Mother Geraldine, she bowed in honor. Upon finishing up with everything, she shared a final pleasantry with Brother Elian. She got into the van, prepared for the journey which was going to take just a
