CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
CLARK ENDLESS
The Queens army had brought us horses. Nia, Emma, Louisa, Ben and me, were able to ride to the palace. They knew where it was, as if the faeries were able to sense Oberon’s presence the whole, entire time.
As we rode, Ben and Emma rode on ahead, and I let them. I knew she needed to talk to him, to explain why they couldn’t be together. Or at least I hoped that was what she would explain.
I rode next to Louisa, watching them intently the entire time.
Louisa, meanwhile, watched me with a knowing smirk.
“Stop,” I chided her.
“Stop what?” she said with an innocent shrug.
“Stop staring. You’re looking at us like we’re one of those damn, BBC dramas that you’re so obsessed with. We’re fine.”
“Oh, I could tell that you’re fine,” said Louisa, “you
