Joanne’s POV
“Christa…” I whispered, my eyes and brain both in denial of what was right in front of me.
The warrior I had saved… the one who crossed the borders with the others, seeking refuge, was the one who tried to kill me. I hadn’t seen her since Alexander put her in a room and ordered her on house arrest until further notice.
I didn’t understand what was going on.
Her eyes darted between me and Alexander, her lips trembling as though every word she was about to speak scraped against her soul.
“I am so sorry, Joanne…” she said, her voice cracking.
Alexander was quick to step in front of me, his aura penetrating the air, forcing her to bow to him. Though she was already kneeling on the ground, her head lowered even more until her forehead was also touching the ground.
“You
