“The Fury’s hand rested constantly on the sword at her waist now, and Alejandro often stared at the walls, as though trying to discern patterns in the ornaments and posters, the strips of naked wall. ‘The window was open,’ said Alejandro quietly. Ruslana snapped her head towards him. ‘What?’ ‘That night when Furlong was meant to be watching over her,’ Alejandro said, addressing the wall. ‘He had already gone, and the window was unlocked and opened just enough for her to get in.’ Ruslana said col...dly, ‘Then Furlong betrayed us, just like Rosekin and Christobelle did.’ Isola jumped up from the beanbag. ‘They didn’t!’ she yelled. ‘They wouldn’t do that! I-I don’t know how, but she’s been making them act like that!’ A strange relief flooded her when neither argued back – she felt more reassured that it hadn’t been because her beloved princes had acted of their own free will. The two princes each strode to the centre of the room, regarding the other warily.MoreLessRead More Read Less
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