CHAPTER 68: FRACTURED GUILT

PHOENIX pace about the room in anger and frustration. Her fingers kept tangling in her hair, tugging until her scalp burned, but the pain did nothing to quiet the chaos raging inside her.

Five days.

Five unbearable days since she had last laid eyes on Xanthos. When she’d gone to the palace, determined as always, and certain of her place, she hadn’t even been allowed past the gates.

Guards who once bowed now avoided her eyes. Servants whispered behind pillars. ...