Arabella's Point of View

The ride back to the palace has been a quiet one. I dared not utter any words because Wymond was fuming beside me, making it quite uncomfortable—and hot—for me in the backseat.

I looked out the window as Edward drove through the streets. It seemed as though a very dangerous earthquake had occurred in Wymond’s region. A lot of buildings were destroyed, and even some parts of the roads in the streets—although the road we were taking was good.

Right now, ...