Beauty’s pov
The jolting of my horse was doing little to calm the tremor that wracked my body. Each clop of its hooves against the rough track echoed the frantic beat of my heart. How had I let myself get into this mess? Elena had asked me to follow her carriage, a simple request that now felt like a death sentence.
Days ago, I overheard a hushed conversation between Elena and Oliver. I knew I shouldn’t have followed Elena after we talked in the garden but I had wanted to ask her out to the mall. It was supposed to be our bonding time but I overheard an important piece of information
They spoke of a journey to see a Sage, someone with the power to… well, I wasn't entirely sure what, but it sounded important.
I quickly left the area before Elena would catch me and the newly found forgiv
