MAYA'S POV

The maids return with a calabash and a wooden cup. They hurry over to Jaden, who is trying to get a hold of himself.

I just need a moment to close my eyes, to breathe, and understand everything that's happened in the last hours.

"Something's not right." The prince who is now standing beside me mutters. He turns first to me, then to his father, who is also down. He slowly rises up, sniffing the air as if sensing something. The leaves on his body are glowing as his eyes ...