Hilda’s POV
It had only been five days since Camilla went missing and Malakai was slowly falling apart.
Everything in the palace had gone cold. There was no joy. Everyone was on their toes, not wanting to get on the bad side of Malakai.
Malakai hadn’t been himself. I don’t think he’d even looked in a mirror since she left. He didn’t shout orders like he used to. He whispered to them, quietly, like even his voice was tired of fighting.
And you'd think, after all this, I’d be satisfied but I wasn’t.
Because even with Camilla gone, it was still all about her. He still thought about her. The entire palace was all about her.
But I told myself, this time, I’d do it right.
No low-cut dresses. No perfume soaked into the skin. No lingering touches or accidental brushes of the hand. I would
