CASSANDRA
Adalyn’s eyes lingered on me for a while, and for a moment, I felt like prey. The royal family all seemed to have that effect. They were the predators while the rest of us were just lucky to survive.
Asher’s wife was even more beautiful than I’d remembered her to be. She was tall, with deeply tanned skin, straight dark brown hair that fell to her middle back, and an angular face with high cheekbones. Her amber eyes were framed by long, dark eyelashes, and her full lips were painted a dark red to match her dress.
Those cat-like eyes stared into mine and studied me carefully. She was smiling, but there was no kindness in her gaze. A shiver traveled down my spine. There was no way for Adalyn to know my true identity, and yet, I couldn’t help but fear her.
“Yes,” Asher spoke fina
