Cassian held me close as we rushed through the side door of his castle. I could still hear the faint sounds of music from the party. A party held out in my regards.
My coronation.
My breath came out in gasps. I could hear sobs, female sobs, but I had no idea who they came from.
“She stepped on a Nightshade Lily,” Cassian shouted to the healer as we burst into the room. “She’s been poisoned.”
The healer’s eyes widened in alarm. “Get her on the table, quickly!” she commanded.
Cassian gently laid me down on the table, his face a mask of worry. The room spun around me, and I felt like I was drifting away.
“She’s losing consciousness,” the healer said, her voice urgent. “We need to act fast. There is a wound, blood is spilling out of it. Too much blood.”
I heard clothes ripping, I coul
