Cassandra
Two months. Two months since, the fear had sunk into my body and I had found myself out of the palace the next moment. For two months, I watched the kingdom being torn upside down from the sidelines. The war still went on and yet the thing on everyone's mind was the fury of the king. The way his rage had almost burned the palace to the ground. As I watched and listened, I heard things I had never paid attention to. The stories of the king being a monster. The way the people feared his wrath.
I held my stomach as I thought of my babies. Had it all been a trick? Had he been kind to me only on the surface? Yet I found myself feeling worried as the war raged closer to our border. I couldn't shake him from my bones after he had settled in so deep. I stepped into the small cottage I
