Evelyn Stone

I swallowed hard as the pairs of eyes followed me to my seat. The men paused, their public disapproval of me, well, very public. They didn't hide how much they didn't want me there, but they couldn't do anything because I was supposed to be the king's mistress.

Colton wasn't in his usual seat, and even his name had been wiped off clean from the name panel that carried his name before. No one seemed like they had missed him, but I was a common enemy of theirs, so they had to ...