Sara's POV
I hesitated for a split second, my eyes darting from King Darius, who stood before me, to Morgan, who kept acting like she was the victim here when she wasn't.
I shouldn't be treated the way they treated me, but then, I wouldn't blame them. They were made to be this way, and I'd definitely show them what I was made of.
In all, I still thanked the Moon Goddess for giving me this chance to be the one who would end Morgan's life in this world.
Without another thought or glance at them, I turned sharply on my heels, my intentions set on leaving the tavern just as King Darius had commanded of me. Not that I was actually happy with his command, but people were watching—I had no other choice.
He followed me from behind, and we were bent on leaving. But just as I got to the door,
