I can’t believe she was never my friend. I know that not to be true, not after the childhood we spent together and the bond forged in the shared trauma of the war. Was it something I did? Did she lose confidence in my ability to lead this kingdom? It’s the only explanation that makes any sense. She knows I’m not the person the rebels have painted me to be, who Mazus has painted me to be. She chose what she knows is a lie over her oldest friend, likely because she knew I wasn’t capable of saving Thayaria. That’s why I feel so unsettled—it’s not the betrayal, per se, it’s that there must have been some moment I didn’t catch when she lost faith in me. What if that happens with the Velmarans, or Admon, or the Council? Will I even see it?

The questions swirl, threatening to consume me. I have to find a way to move forward, have to find the strength to push through the hurt, like I always have. But this time, without the foundation of my friendship to Nemesia, it’s even harder to push everything down and pretend like I’m not dying inside. I cross the room and stand at the door. With a deep breath, I glance around one last time before closing the door on both the room and my pain.

Laurel

The former Queen of Velmara, Esther Vicant, was known across the realm for her ethereal beauty. Daughter of the infamous Luxar Andomer, the third most powerful fae in the kingdom of Velmara after the King and his heir, Esther met a tragic end. Her untimely accident left the kingdom of Velmara grieving her loss. Centuries later, she is still considered the standard of beauty for fae females in Velmara.

The Secrets and Stories of Velmara

I take extra time dressing that evening for whatever Thorne has planned, my stomach dancing with nerves. After trying on at least six different gowns, I decide on a deep olive-colored chiffon dress. As I survey the dress in the mirror, I realize this is the second time I’ve unconsciously selected a dress that matches Thorne’s exact eye color. The thought should scare me, but I find that it doesn’t, and I like the way the dark green brings out the bright green of my own eyes. I keep my hair loose and only apply the lightest tint of makeup to enhance my features, no sign of the Witch Queen costume. The only jewelry I wear is Thorne’s lightning bolt necklace, a gift that becomes more and more precious to me every day.