Keres turned to look at Katharina that stood with her head bowed down as she awaited the orders that would be addressed to her. “Are you sure you’ve sent out that letter to Gantrick?” She asked, pacing through her room as she thought about the possible way out.
This wasn’t going anywhere she wanted. At first when Xanth told her that Desdemona had told the king that Aranya and Lorcán were after him to hurt him she thought that it would make her revenge a whole lot easier. Because if no one could kill Aranya, she was certain the king could. But now, he treated her like a princess. Wait, she was one. After all she was his daughter.
She didn’t know when a hiss escaped her lips and spoke through gritted teeth as she headed for the door, “Let’s go, I pray everything goes as we all planned it.
