"Who are you?" Devon repeated.

He acted nice to her. He knew he was allergic to peanuts and intentionally picked it up to eat. He put up this pretence just to confirm his assumptions.

"Devon," Isadora called softly.

"Don't try and act smart with me, princess, and act all innocent. Tell me where is she or I will kill you," Devon said.

Isadora's body trembled as tears stung her eyes. "I swear you, Majesty, on my life, I don't have any idea of what you are talking about," Dora said shakily.

Devon stared deep into her eyes. He could hear her heartbeat race, not of lies but of fear, and...