Chapter 83

***Evangeline's POV**

Pain woke me from my sleep.

Not the sharp sting of a cut or the dull ache of a bruise. This was something deeper, something that felt like ice crawling through my veins and fire burning in my bones at the same time.

I sat up in my bed, gasping. The silk sheets were soaked with sweat, and my hands shook as I pressed them to my chest. My heart was racing, but each beat felt wrong. Too slow. Too cold.

The crown sat on my nightstand, ...