CHAPTER FIVE
Shaken by her run-in with the prince, Etta sat in her tent with her head in her hands. Alex hadn't recognized her. If he had, she'd be in chains by now.
As soon as she’d seen him, she’d wanted to run, to get away from this entire curse. Her feet hadn’t let her. Her entire body hummed at the closeness.
As soon as the thought filled the space in her mind, she conjured up an image of the boy she'd known all those years ago, finding it hard to believe that he would ever hurt her.
But she knew what his family did to hers. Eight years was a long time. He'd been by his father's side as they hunted the magic folk throughout the kingdom.
The entire plan relied on him not knowing Etta was the same person as the Persinette he'd befriended. She’d never be allowed a position in the pa
