-Angela- “You did what?” I screamed at Lucian. He had come back with the very news I had feared. I had slept through the entire night and most of the day, and apparently, Lucian saw it as his opportunity. “I can’t believe you!” I yelled. “I told you not to!” “I know…” “Oh really?” I shouted, beginning to pace around the living room. I was still in yesterday’s clothes, having fallen asleep in them. The shirt was wrinkled, but I didn’t care. I was consumed by anger, frustration, and above all else… fear. “Please, just come back with me. The king asked me to get you so we can talk this out and fix everything,” he said. “No!” I yelled, stopping to face him. He stepped closer, placing his hands on my shoulders. I could see the concern in his steady eyes, and I knew he sensed my fear.

