Ember Frost’s POV

The cool night breeze moved through the trees, making the leaves rustle softly under the moonlight. The road was quiet as the car made its way back toward the palace. Inside, no one said much. Everyone seemed lost in their own thoughts.

When we finally arrived, Millie was already waiting at the entrance with several attendants beside her. The second she saw us, her eyes flicked from one face to another, and the look she gave us said more than any question could ...