ELIZA’S POV
The early morning sun cast long shadows across the palace courtyard as I walked out of the building, purse in hand and a proud look on my face.
I had a pep in my step as I walked down those steps, my heart high that I had gotten what I wanted from the meeting with the king.
It wasn’t everything I wanted but it was a step in the right direction.
My morning was going great but just as the universe always reminds me, there’s always evil lurking around. A notion that was made evident by the voice that reached my ears.
"Leaving so soon, little mutt?" Derek’s mundane voice scraped against my nerves like nails on a chalkboard.
I didn’t need to turn around to picture the smirk on his face or the way that Maya would be clinging to his arm like a designer accessory ev
