Sibille’s POV
I had was curled up on the terrible smell of the cot below me. It smelled of mold and death as I tried to hold my breath from the stench. A plan was forming in my head as Violet was sleeping a few cells away, but first, I had to get out of here and act as sweet as I could be was the only way they would let me go.
“Sibille,” he nodded as he opened the door. Suddenly, there was a click on the door, and my head immediately jerked up to see none other than Annan. The loud squeal it made would be ingrained in my mind throughout my life. I would make sure Annan would suffer once I was queen.
“After much deliberation, we decided to set you free. Just know this, Sibille,” Annan stood above me as I sat with my perfect posture, “we will be watching you closely.” I nodded enthusiasti
