Sephora's POV
I was shocked.
One pair of my eyes glanced over the dress again, just to make sure I was seeing properly.
I couldn't believe it. That was the same dress she wore in the woods yesterday. Why was it stained with blood? My heart was already racing and I could only pray I was wrong in my suspicions. I knew there was no way I'd return to my room and pretend like nothing had happened. My mind was racing with thoughts of what Sierra was up to.
I stopped by the door, placing my left ear on the door in an attempt to eavesdrop on Sierra, hoping she would mutter anything to herself that'd help me know exactly what was going on. After what seemed like forever, I heard her on a phone call, discussing the assassin's location. I was right after all. I have to tell King Jon about this,
