The scorching sun was shining through the open window when Arabella awoke the following morning. She’d had a late night, the stress of her upcoming meeting with the Rogues keeping her awake long after Alaric had drifted off beside her. The stress of knowing that she would be in the company of the people that had been wreaking havoc in her city for months now, that there would be nothing standing between them and her, had kept her tossing and turning all night. Granted, her mother and Kylia should also be in attendance, but she had felt her trust cracking and failing after their last encounter and so she felt like she couldn’t rely on them for her own safety.
On top of that stress, she had been thinking on what to do with Princess Serena. She had obviously been extremely upset last night,
