Sephora's POV
I crouched behind the gnarled trunk of an oak tree, keeping a watchful gaze on Sierra's movements. I had a suspicion that there was more to her than met the eye, that her status as King Jon's mistress was merely a facade. Sometimes I wonder if she truly loves him or has a different motive. I knew she had a plan in motion, something sinister that could potentially ruin my entire life.
My instinct had been yelling at me from the moment I first laid eyes on Sierra. There was nothing good about her, and it was quite obvious she was always plotting and executing evil. She seemed to want more than just King Jon, and I was definitely going to figure that out.
After a while, Sierra got out of her hiding place and ran towards the east. Immediately, I came out of mine. Trailing her
