AUBURN'S POV
Auburn paced the room, her gown trailing behind her like spilled wine.
Her nerves were already bad enough Jasmine was alive. Xaden had left the palace.
Everything she had planned for.
Everything she had dreamed of, it was coming down at her knees.
Her dress being burned?
Jasmine's powers that she had never known existed was now forcefully coming out.
She loved this life!
She couldn't go back to where she had come from now matter what.
He turned to Cherry who had been sitting on a chair wiiey.
"Do you think we should poison her?" Auburn whispered sharply. "Or maybe set her up? Setting her up might be just the best option and then-
She turned to Cherry.
Cherry didn't answer.
She was sitting at her vanity, her raven black hair pinned in silver combs, staring straight ahead.
"Cherry?" Auburn stepped closer. "Did you hear me?"
No reaction.
Cherry's spine was rigid.
Her breath… completely still.
"Hello?" A puzzled Auburn asked
Nothing.
