AVA'S POV
Not everything has gone according to plan. But who knew things could get this better.
I had planned to get rid of the little girl and get the doctor to inform the prince that she had succumbed to her injuries. But then the prince himself walked in the same time the little girl was breathing her last. Witnessed it himself.
Now he tightly holds me on his chest as I wail and cry in pretense at the loss of my little sister. He doesn't look sympathetic and neither does he comfort me. He probably has watched too many people die on battle field to be.
But I can see wrath building in his eyes as he tightens his arms around me and carries me out of the room, away from the bed where Talia's body lies unmoving.
He carries me down the hallway and into my room where he gently places me
