Cindra’s POV
Scarlett had left for the last time after bringing me a bit of food she’d managed to smuggle out of the kitchen. She was pleased to tell me that Queen Bridget had been in the kitchens again, swiping a whole tray of custard bread to eat all by herself.
It had been hours since then. Night was coming, and while I felt no more ready to sit alone to read what came next in the journal, I had nothing else to do. I pulled the journal out from my pillowcase and stared at the cover. The answers to all the questions I still had were inside. Even if Lucas was dead, that didn’t mean his family was. I could find them. Beyond that, I needed to know what had happened after the Ball. I needed to know how Jacob fit into all of this. What happened between Asha and King Flint after that might e
