Chapter 27

Abbie POV

Walking in, Ivy looked defeated, and I rushed to her side, I wanted to tuck her close and run away with her. It was only hours ago that we were mucking around while I did my chores. She was excited about the King’s return and had rushed off to see him the moment he returned, only for me to run into her, looking heartbroken and overall broken.

I couldn’t fathom how everything turned so sour. Though I should haven’t been so foolish to believe that anything would go right for us. We were forever doomed to be nothing more than filthy rogues. Though I wished I had the power to help her.

Though on the walk down, I had made up my mind that we would run the first chance we got.

“I had a cake made, but I couldn’t carry it down,” Clarice tells her.

“You should have seen it, Ivy. Clarice did a good job. We spent all day making it,” I tell her before frowning. I wanted to cheer her up, but clearly, the cake was from her mind.

“You enjoy it then,” she tells me.

“We can’t stay long; Gannon is right; the King is on the warpath, but I couldn’t let you go without wishing you happy birthday.” Clarice says, placing the blue cupcake in her hand. Clarice lights it with a match, and I stare at the flickering flame.

“Blow it out and make a wish,” Clarice tells her. Ivy blows the candle out without excitement or light in her eyes. I was so excited to help Clarice; it was all for nothing. I smiled sadly and kissed her knee, giving her hand a squeeze from where I sat beside her.

Clarice asks, a teary

wished to be free,” Ivy tells her, and a choking whimper leaves

I whispered. Anything but that, she can’t wish for that. This

wish,” Clarice says, looking at me,

is in death,” I tell her. I knew precisely what Ivy meant by those words. Clarice looked at her, shocked before grabbing

not watch my Queen die. I have buried enough of them,” Clarice says

she had a choice being locked in the room with me, but I at least still had her by my side. I wondered if maybe

her mood, but I might as well have been trying to grasp air with how useless my

will speak to Beta Damian. Maybe he can convince the King to let me stay here with you,” I tell her my chances of even getting close to the King’s

stay in the castle; you don’t need

and embarrassment courses through me, and I know my cheeks turn

her forehead and cheek. I didn’t want to go. She doesn’t deserve to be out here with

If I don’t, I will tomorrow,” I tell her, rushing back

auburn hair. He twirls it around his finger and then clears his throat before nodding, and I rush out before he does anything else that I would

Chapter 27

returned to the castle, and I headed for the guard’s quarters, hoping to find Damian to see if he would grant me permission to stay with Ivy for the night. The thought

before I heard Liam’s footsteps rushing to keep up with me. Reaching the second-floor landing, I see Damian in the hall talking to one of the guards

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