a's
up to s
when the world sleeps. This silence felt aware-like
ed beneath me was too soft, swallowing me whole. The kind of comfort t
g brushe
i
Cool. Expensive. My stomach twisted-not the sick kind, no
ves. Lamps shaped like old torches flickered softly, shadows clinging to dark w
rtains-black and heavy-spilled onto the marble floor.
place you st
ked up. Where di
es. That's when I noticed the door-tall, solid, intimidating. Not the
oward it.
med at me. Once I stepped outside this room, thin
I ope
ng inside me
ed-crowned by a chandelier so massive it looked like it could fall and crush anyone
echoed. Loud. Lonely. As if the h
s lined
n sharp black suits. Cold eyes. Unreadable faces.
en't men
y t
they noticed me. Black suits. Calm expressions. Hands resting casual
sage wa
omach
past th
hem spoke. N
A curved staircase rose upward, elegant and deliberat
nto the railings-not
recogni
rstood
threaded through it all-not as
ant to impress. It wa
plain what kind of
-surrounded by guards, history
mansion. I was
nd of king people
e name carrie
arlino L
he Lacentra empire. My heart sank as the truth settled-cold, heavy, unavoidable. I hadn
the d
the crim
ring a
ommanding. Sharp enough to jolt my bod
there,
k-it was an examination. Like my soul had been dragged into the ope
burned on the way out. "Y-
ce fo
he kind that crawled int
dn't
ove-but his legs did. He started toward me w
c fl
as he
pped
pped f
ai
ag
oo quickly. My back hit the wall, the
ed in-one arm braced beside my head
nder when you have nothing to do." His eyes dipp
cy slid dow
y. The kind that came from a man who had neve
my voice steady. "I wasn
hing shifted in his eyes.
ere
ng," he replied. "That s
was m
violently against my ribs as I hurried down the hallway. Right now
d to
t his intimid
place-this prison-migh
uc
mmediate, stopping me cold. I gasped,
eelc
ze li
ed through his hair, though dark strands still clung stubbornly. His face wa
n't st
sn't
s wat
quickly. "I wasn't
stare lingered, something unreadab
ps parted. One word d
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