Hannah’s POV
Waking up the next morning, I felt like a ghost of myself. It was like I was just an empty shell, hollow on the inside. I lifted my head as the sun beamed through the window, making me wince. I had a headache, which I assumed was from all the crying I did the night before. I also felt a little nauseous as well.
It had to have been all the stress.
As I got downstairs, I was surprised to see the foyer surrounded by a bunch of guards. It was almost like they were waiting for something. Or someone.
I met eyes with one of the guards and approached him cautiously.
“What’s going on?” I asked; I wasn’t sure I wanted to know the answer.
“Queen Magnolia has been exiled last night. We must accompany her o
