- SIX -
She took it. I growled as my hand pushed everything from my desk to the ground not caring what got destroyed. Without that pin I can't find any answers. I searched the outfit I wore earlier tonight once again and dusted my bed sheets. It's gone. I scoffed. This is unbelievable.
I risked my life to save hers and she stole from me. I'm angry. My fist landed on the wall and a wooden window frame snapped in two.
Technically, it was rightfully hers.
I groaned. Just when I thought I felt a connection to someone, she steals from me. If she wants to see me again, all she has to do is search. I would know someone is looking for me and go to her on my own terms.
Now I have two things to do on the coronation day aside from killing the king.
And I don't know who to meet first. Maybe
