Author’s POV
Isla mumbled some incoherent words under her breath as she dusted off her dress. The hot herb soup she had prepared poured on her and she couldn’t resist the painful yell. Luckily, it didn’t burn her skin. She rinsed off the plate and dished it again.
A loud gasp escaped her lips when she entered the room to find Fiona on the floor looking almost lifeless. Isla dropped the tray quickly and rushed to her.
“Fiona? Please wake up.” Isla panted, tapping her cheeks gently.
Few seconds passed and there was still no response from her. Isla stormed out and ran towards the main building to find the king. She wasn’t allowed near his chambers and she had to make a fuss, insisting on seeing the Alpha King. Ronan heard the noise behind the door alongside Freya. They were just about
