We use cookies
When you visit our website, if you give your consent, we will use cookies to allow us to collect data for aggregated statistics to improve our service and remember your choice for future visits. Cookie Policy & Privacy Policy
Dear Reader, we use the permissions associated with cookies to keep our website running smoothly and to provide you with personalized content that better meets your needs and ensure the best reading experience. At any time, you can change your permissions for the cookie settings below.
If you would like to learn more about our Cookie, you can click on Privacy Policy.
Your cookies settings
Strictly cookie settingsAlways Active
FORGED THREAT
Caspian’s pov When I heard the loud noises coming from the wing where Arabella’s chamber was located, I didn’t waste a second rushing over to see what was happening. My mind immediately went to Aeris. She must have been there, interrogating her, which explained the commotion. I reached the chamber just as Otis came running in. The look on his face told me everything—I was needed urgently elsewhere. “Pardon us, Your Highness, but King Caspian must be escorted for an urgent issue,” Otis bowed to Aeris, seeking her permission for me to leave. I met her eyes for a brief second, silently asking for understanding before shaking my head and leaving with Otis. My thoughts were swirling in different directions as I followed him. One part of me was anchored to Aeris and the tension with Arabella,
- Writer
- chap_listContents
- likeADD
