Chapter 33
Someone jostled her on their way past her. Cinder blinked and took deep breaths to orient herself.
She had killed the heir to the throne.
The implication of that was staggering. She gripped the stair railing, trying not to be conspicuous.
She needed to get out.
For all she knew, this whole ball could be an elaborate trap to reel in the killer of the royal heir. If they recognized her…
She turned and tried to make her way against the flow of dresses. But she only managed to take a couple of steps before trumpets blared a regal tune.
Music began playing and everyone moved back to create a space in the center of the ballroom.
In front of Cinder, the great doors of the ballroom closed at the top of the grand stairwell. Two guards stood in front of it, blocking her from leavi
