Chapter 67
Annalise
"Listen, Annalise," my father said, his voice low and urgent, his eyes darting around as if he expected the Princes to appear at any moment. "The mourning days are the only time when people will pay the least amount of attention to you. The Princes will be consumed with regulating the Kingdom, and if necessary, I’ll find a way to distract them further. This is your chance—your only chance—to escape the Kingdom."
His words hit me like a gust of wind, knocking the breath from my lungs. Was he serious? Could it actually work? I blinked, trying to process the weight of what he was saying.
"It will take you a day to get out of the walls of the Kingdom," he continued, his tone steady but filled with urgency. "But you need to make it. Do you understand? Before the future K
