Chapter 36
Celeste "Send word to my father!" I snarled, my voice cracking with rage. My vision blurred with unshed tears, and my hands trembled as I gripped Thebe’s arms. "Tell him to come at once, and to bring my guard." My teeth were bared, and I could feel the power thrumming through my veins, threatening to explode. Thebe, my lady in waiting shrank out of the room. Rushing to escape my fury. I paced the length of my bed chambers, the opulent furnishings a mockery of my inner turmoil. The golden gown I wore felt like a cage, the beaded hem clanking on the marble floor like the rattling of chains. The air was thick with the scent of daisies and sunflowers, a sickly-sweet fragrance that only fueled my nausea. Jarek will come, I told myself, my nails digging into my palms. Raedon, my venomous spa
- Writer
