Camelia's POV
As I sat on the floor, I placed my arms across my breast, my legs entwined as I stared at the tribrid who was making a concoction. I shook my head, quite aware that she was preparing it only for me. I haven't eaten since arriving here, and no matter how hungry I am, I swear not to consume anything from this place.
"Give it to her. Make sure she drinks out of it before going to see the rogue king."
I heard the tribrid mutter as she handed a glass filled with purple liquid to one of the maids who in turn advanced towards me.
The tribrid kept her eyes on me, while I scooted backwards as fear engulfed me. I prayed within me that my mates should find me here. I know I have offended them deeply with what I did and I hope they'll be able to forgive me.
Never will I do such a th
