Book 11: This Isn't Over Yet

Misty

I keep my head down as Cole briskly leads Georgia and me into the depths of the castle. I can tell we’re in an area dedicated to maids and servants. The hallways are narrow and connect to a massive kitchen, a huge laundry room, and several rooms I’m sure are used for mending or to house supplies. 

Maids scurry out of our way as Orion stalks ahead of us. Cole keeps his hand firmly fixed on my upper arm. There’s nothing gentle about his touch. I don’t turn to look into the eyes of the curious staff peeking their heads through doorways, trying to catch a glimpse of the king and his… entourage? No, captives. Still, captives. Especially based on the way he’s dragging me up a flight of stairs. He wants it to look rough. 

So, I squirm a bit. He doesn’t tell me to stop. If anything, he tightens his grip in encouragement. 

Orion says under his breath, “We decided it would be best to house her in your rooms. Her friend–”

“Min