I noticed her tiara. It was beautiful. It was gold, crested with emeralds and diamonds. She looked angelic under the orange glow of the fire. I was watching her intently when she jolted awake, making me jump. She sat up, looking around, panicked.
“Mason, where’s Aurora?” She panted. I assume Aurora is the Fae Princess.
“It’s okay, Baby. The Fae King was just here and picked her up.” I told her while rubbing her arm. She let out a breath.
“Oh, thank goodness.” She panted.
“Ashlyn?” She was sitting up now, and I was resting on my elbow.
“Mason?” She turned to look at me.
“How the hell did you get here?” And she immediately turned away from me, cursing under her breath.
“I jumped off the balcony.” She shrugged, and I sat up.
“You what?” I asked her, stunned. I checked over her for inj
