What the hell was happening? I looked at Darian and it took every ounce of strength I had not to cower under his fear-inflicting gaze. 

Everyone else stepped back- they literally took a full step back and watched us like a theatre play instead of stopping their king from killing an innocent girl.

Every part of me knew that she was innocent, it wasn’t a question of innocence but rather how I could prove it. Iliana hadn't killed anyone and she sure as hell wasn't responsible for ...