*MICEALA*

With all my strength, I refused to let Stephan meet up with me. He's only going to try to convince me not to say the truth, and I don't want that. I don't want anything that would change my mind. Even if I'm going to regret not thinking, I'll rather do it.

"Where is my father?" I shouted at a guard who was standing in the hallway.

"He's in the meeting room, Prin..."

Without letting him complete his sentence, I took the way to the meeting room, my feet heavily hitting the ...