Alita.
I was there, pitifully trembling in my seat. Thinking that it was all over. At some point, I was beginning to accept my fate. It was obvious that the former Fae King was set on taking my life.
I could see the anger and bitterness that was oozing from his body. My evil grandfather must have hurt him big time, for him harbour so much hatred, no?
'Is this going to be the end? 'I thought sadly, tears brimming at the corners of my eyes.
'Sadly, yes.' He smirked, and I almost jumped from my seat. I found it creepy that the former Fae king could read my thoughts. Fighting for a way out was almost impossible since he would already know my plan before it was fully formulated. How sad? That meant that thinking of a way out was like asking for an early death since that would only infur
