“CARMELITA?” Sebastián was surprised to find her giggling with his mother. It even looked like they enjoyed each other’s company.
His blood boiled at the scene. Not even once did his mother acknowledge his fated. Not until it was too late, and she was dying, that is.
His eyebrows were scrunched, and his eyes were hyper-focused on Carmelita. More specifically, on the necklace she was wearing.
“Seb, I am glad you are here. I was telling Her Majesty about the restaurant you wanted me to try for the first time since we traveled to the palace. Do you remember it?” Carmelita had already managed to hold on to his arms by the time she finished coaxing him.
Her words were innocent, but somehow Sebastián found them deadly. He couldn’t say no to any of her requests. Staying away from her was a da
