Aneela
The woman stood across from Aneela, studying every feature on Aneela’s face. Aneela could feel the burning gaze all over her skin and it made her want to be anywhere but here.
Blythe had entered the king’s chambers unannounced, unbothered that the king himself wasn’t there. When she saw Aneela standing near the bed, her blood-red lips curled into a cunning smile which made the blood freeze in Aneela’s veins.
Aneela couldn’t help but wonder why she was here. Of all the people in this castle, known to her or not, the least she’d expected the witch to visit her. Just as Damien had walked out through the hidden passage, the front door of the king’s chambers burst open, making Aneela’s heart stop for a second. From one visit to the other, she was not sure why her ‘social’ life was get
