Danica's POV
One minute I was refusing to go along with Bianca's suggestions but the next minute, I'm right here, stuck with her in the Royal kitchen on our path to doing the craziest and most dangerous theft that would be recorded in history.
I can already see the big picture of us getting the 'divine hang in front of the pack kind of death and left for the vultures to feed on' the moment anyone s o much as walk in on us.
But Bianca? Oh, the hunger has blinded her senses of reasoning. Not like she ever listens to me anyway.
And like the perfect friend that I am, I'm going to die alongside her. Period.
"Y..your majesty..." I muttered in a stutter and Bianca immediately spun on her heels, neck craning to have a good look at our doom, only for her to meet with an empty entrance.
"Oop
