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.

ordered him, and I felt

cleaning my hand and wrapping it. “It will heal once

throbbing to its own beat, my

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 will take you outside, so you can

don’t call me that,” I

to ask you something,” Gannon says, unlocking his phone and scrolling through

sob escapes from my lips when I realize it is my mother. I nod,

smile sadly, brushing my thumb over the picture of her. What I would give to hear her voice again. She looked a little younger than I remembered in this picture, but I knew it was her. Gannon

around, Ivy. You just need to give

when I see his eyes glaze over, and i could tell

did. She k****d the King and Queen; she also k****d the King’s sister.” I blink, astonished, unable to believe what I was hearing. That would be impossible. She couldn’t

to get some rest. After your shift, I will take you to Kyson’s old

another couple

just Clarice and Abbie. Clarice rubbed her elbow as if she had just banged it which would explain the curse that left

in with Abbie close behind her. Abbie embraced me, hugging me, then

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

job. We spent all day making it.” Abbie said before

her, knowing just how much we always wished to celebrate our birthdays but were never allowed, never allowed the cakes we made for the children in the orphanage. Abbie and l always stared longingly, wishing we could try the cakes we made. We never knew if they tasted

the warpath. But I couldn’t let you go without wishing you a happy birthday,” Clarice says, placing

said, and to humor her, I did. Abbie smiles sadly

asks, a teary smile on

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