Aria's POV
Dawn broke, shading the sky pink and gray. I hadn't slept all night. I sat in the kitchen with a mug of coffee in my hand, still in the flame-red dress from the night before. Two maids sat with her, having kept vigil with me since the incident with Sephora. King Jon and the warriors had searched relentlessly through the night. It's only a matter of time until they find the poison where I'd kept it in Sierra's room.
I wondered if Sephora might survive.
I felt sick.
Two guards came into the kitchen. I leaped to my feet. "What's happened?"
"The search is still ongoing." One of them replied.
"How is Sephora?" One of the maids managed as the other put a comforting hand on her shoulder. I wanted to be in the guest room where Sephora, semiconscious and in pain, had been placed
