Ivy POV

“Quick, sit down while I try to take care of your hand,” Dustin said, dragging a cut in half wine barrel over. He flipped it, so I could sit on it. The other guard growled at him before gripping his shoulder.

“We were told to bring here, that is all,” he snapped at Dustin. I looked at the man who stared at me like I was the scum over the earth, and I quickly averted my gaze.

“Remove your hand, Trey, or f*****g lose it,” Dustin snapped at him.

“I’m following orders, the King said to bring her here, and that was it,”

“F**k the king,” Dustin snapped, and the man went to take a step toward him when Gannon walked in. “Yes, f**k the King, remember where your loyalties lie, Trey,”

“They lie with my King,”

“And she is your Queen,” Gannon snarled at him, and the man whimpered before his eyes went to me.

“You haven’t been here as long as the rest of us, but the King swore us all to choose his Queen over him,”

“If so, why is she down here, then?” The man demanded.

“Because the King is an idiot. Move Dustin. I will wrap her hand. Go fix up the old King’s quarters for me,” Gannon said, crouching down in front of me.

“Yes, Sir,” Dustin says while Trey growled and Gannon glanced over his shoulder at him.

guard, get out of my face,” Gannon ordered him, and I

set to work cleaning my hand and wrapping it. “It will heal once you

was throbbing to its own beat, my fingers were black

I could, but only the King can heal you. My saliva or blood won’t work on you since you aren’t mine,” Gannon says, cupping my face with his hand. He pulls his phone out of his pocket. “Once the moon is at its highest peak, I

call me that,” I murmur,

and scrolling through the pictures. He

take the phone from him. A sob escapes from my lips when I realize it is my mother. I nod, tears

younger than I remembered in this picture, but I knew it was her. Gannon hangs his head and shakes it, and he sighs heavily

come around, Ivy. You just need to give him space.” Gannon

when I see his eyes glaze

k****d the King and Queen; she also k****d the King’s sister.” I blink, astonished,

shift, I will take you to Kyson’s old

birthday isn’t for another couple of weeks,”

in me. Thinking it was Kyson to tell me this was some sick joke, but it was just Clarice and Abbie. Clarice rubbed her elbow as if she had just banged it which would explain the curse that left her lips. They stopped by the door and glanced

cells for disobeying the King,” Gannon tells them. She nods before rushing in with Abbie

cake made, but I couldn’t carry it down,” Clarice

Clarice did a good job.

orphanage. Abbie and l always stared longingly, wishing we could try the cakes we made. We never knew if they tasted

But I couldn’t let you go without wishing you a happy birthday,” Clarice says, placing the blue cupcake in my hand. She lights it with it a

Clarice said, and to humor her, I did. Abbie smiles sadly and kisses my knee where she was

you wish for?” Clarice asks,

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