Simone’s POV
Pacing back and forth in King Luca’s dull and rather ordinary looking bedroom, I twirl my hand in the air, creating blue sparks that go out before they fall onto the wooden floor.
So, King Cameron feels suspicious. I guess that is to be expected.
Maybe we rushed the plan a bit.
It’s just so hard to be patient when I have waited all these years to claim what is rightfully mine.
Glancing around the room, I imagine how I could redecorate it to better suit me.
Brighten it up, add some floral patterns. Fresh flowers every day are a must.
Ugh, that bedspread, really? I’m thinking a bright yellow…maybe a print.
Pausing, I turn my head in the direction of the sound tunnel I am creating and notice it’s gone quiet.
Luca left the office.
Which must mean he is on his way here at
