EVELARA
Sunlight penetrated the heavy drapes, casting sharp beams across the luxurious flooring of the royal ward.
I blinked in response to the gold and brown furnishings, the heavy silks, and the polished floors, as it all seemed rather overwhelming and excessive.
Too much luxury, too much attention... The words of yesterday pressed through me. His cold gaze, his calculated threat, all of it—but still it confuses me, that why me? Why like this?
Worse of all—I felt guilty for some reason. As if I had committed a crime.
A sigh escaped my lips as I slowly left the bed, slipping into the attached bathroom.
The quiet clatter of porcelain and running water grounding me just enough to think. I splashed water over my face, feeling the cold sting against my skin, and tried to c
