Darius’ POV
“She is the daughter of traitors. Her parents killed your mother.”
Father’s sharp words kept repeating in my head as I made my way to my room. Every step I took came with a cutting reminder that seemed to make my heart drop to my stomach. When I got to my room, I sat down on the bed as the words kept ringing in my ears over and over again. I groaned and shook my head in a desperate attempt to shake them off, but they didn’t go away. With a frustrated sigh, I ran my hands down my face and rested my head on them. I stayed there—not bothering to leave my room—until I realized that the day was almost over. I stared out the window, seeing that the sun had gone down, and the moon was already rearing its head. The only thing I wanted to do that instant was to sleep and forget about
