It took me a good few minutes to spot him kneeling behind a huge headstone. Wandering over to him, he looked up when my shadow cast over him.

“Ivy, I mean my Queen,” he said, baring his neck to me.

“Ivy is fine,” I tell him, and he lets out a breath.

“So can I help you with something?” he asked, and I shrugged, looking down at what he was doing. He was scrubbing and cleaning the headstones and removing the d**d flowers.

“Want some help?” I asked, and he chewed his lip before peering over the headstone and glancing at the castle. “Are you allowed?” He whispered, and I peered back over at the castle.

“Yes, I don’t see why not,” I shrugged.

“Well, I am nearly done with this row. If you grab another bucket and brush, you’ll also need a polishing rag,” he said, showing me his tucked into his belt. Nodding, I turned and walked back toward the castle.

“In the laundry room, Ivy,” he called, and I nodded, going in search of the cleaning supplies.

questioned me as I slipped back out with everything. Making

you want me?” I asked him,

scrubbing, or there is the servant’s cemetery over there,” he

“Hunters and rebels victims?”

a rogue werewolf she k****d the King’s sister and that um, the royal family,

the human head hunter that recruited her,” Peter rambled on to say, yet I was still stuck at the mention of

looking out at the spanning field

hunters? Though most kills came from Marrissa, she would pretend to be a servant and then k**l

I heard that all those lives had been lost, and because my mother was behind

worst Lycan serial k****r in

her before stuffing her back in her womb. Well, that’s what I heard

The first grave l came to belonged to a woman kneeling down. I set to work. When I finished hers, I

was hard to comprehend how she could do such a thing to her own people. After turning back to the grave in front of me, I noticed that it had the same last name as the woman’s grave beside it and

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