Seated in my grandfather royal library, my arms crossed defensively over my chest I avoid the penetrating glare directed at my face and stare at the shelf in front of me.
Lying back on the leather couch, I mumble a song in my head to fight off the agonizing tension in the room. This is all Candy’s fault.
After I got dragged into the castle by my hair, forced to face the amused and shocked faces of the guards and servants as they watch two struggling girls yell at each other while we head upstairs to the royal library, I thought of a different way to kill the perky fae.
“So, you were in contact with my real mother and didn’t tell me?” Her words sound a lot worse than they should now that I’m hearing it out loud, though I can’t detect any anger. “Why?”
“It wasn’t for revenge I can rea
