~Katrina~
Faustino's body was taken away by the guards, leaving behind an eerie
silence. After that, no one came to see me. I sat in the cold, shivering, my
thoughts spiraling. What would my life have been if I hadn't come to Xylonia?
If my father hadn't forced me to become a healer?
Maybe dying in this prison was better than the king finding out my lies. He
wouldn't hesitate to execute me in front of everyone. I couldn't let that
happen.
No. I won't die like that.
I drifted into a restless sleep, my mind clouded with fear and regret.
A strange noise woke me. My eyes snapped open as a torchlight flickered in
my direction, its harsh glow piercing the darkness.
I squinted, my heart pounding. The guards were unlocking the door. Were they
bringing in another woman to die?
The memory of Faustino's death still haunted me. I'd only known her for
hours, yet the weight of her loss clung to me.
"My lady," a familiar voice broke through the silence. Marissa.
