ISABELLA
"But..." I had no clue what to say.
Seeing Miska’s gloating face made rage flare in my veins.
"I need to speak with you, Your Majesty." I planted my feet, not looking at her, my eyes locked on the beast half-hidden in the shadows.
"And I gave you an order I expect you to obey." My fingers tightened hard around the vial.
My breathing turned heavy as humiliation washed through me.
"Your Highness, what happened..."
"Leave, Savannah, and don’t come back until I order you."
"I think it’d be better if I never come back, Your Majesty. I see you’ve already chosen your Seraphina." The words came out fast and disrespectful.
"How dare you talk to the prince like that?!" Miska stepped between us, shooting me a murderous look.
"If you’re so worried, give him his medicine yourself. Pr
