FELDA

“Let me through,” I commanded the guards standing at King Rowan's chamber door, but instead of moving, they only bowed to me.

“I said, let me through,” I repeated, my voice louder this time, as if they hadn't heard me the first time.

The one on the right side bowed again. “I'm sorry, Queen Felda… the King instructed us not to allow anyone inside.”

The other three hefty men joined him, bowing their heads as if that would stop me.

“Including me?” I asked ...