Chapter 12

Hazel’s POV

My breathing got heavier as we got closer to the statue. My heart beat faster against my chest as we passed several men and women standing to the side, watching me walk down the stone-polished path.

As the sun rose higher, touching the heights of the crystal-clear sky, the clouds of sorrow somehow managed to linger over my head. It was absurd, but my fear was now showing on my face, the warm weather didn’t help further.

The moment the maid slowly slowed her pace along with the guards beside us, I saw the statue. It was larger than expected, a huge two-winged statue of a man kneeling, with a hand placed over his heart, like he was bowing down to someone. As I analyzed it, my eyes suddenly met with the crystal blue irises of my tormentor.

“Go ahead, my lady,” soft distant whispers fell into my ears. “Today will be the day you become one with your soulmates…”

I hoped she realized how her every word was striking mor