Darius’ POV

I tapped my fingers on the table of the gazebo as my friends were behind me. They were enjoying the view of the clean and pristine canal just underneath the gazebo of the palace. We heard the sound of a carriage, and I knew it was the carriage my mother and father were riding when they left this morning. Roy came behind me.

“Have they found your sister?” he asked me.

I shook my head. “I don’t know,” I said. “And I wish they never find her.”

I have hated Marissa ever ...