Sovia’s POV
“Zadekiah, is this true?”
When I heard the king probing Zadekiah, everything inside me melted like ice. Then slowly, it started to burn.
It was wrong to use him like this—putting him in trouble right in front of the Moon Chapel.
I didn’t even bother to look at my parents; they must have been mortified already.
If this failed and I had to go back home, I was as good as dead.
My mother wouldn’t spare me, and my father—only the Moon Goddess knew what he was going to do.
But I caught Lydia breathing hard on her seat, clutching the sides of her chair as she bored her gaze into me.
Zadekiah didn’t say anything. He just stared at me, his face devoid of all feelings and emotions. Yet he still looked hellishly inviting in the most sickening way.
“Zadekiah! If you don’t answer
