Chapter 8: Violet's POV

Faeces?!

"Did you just say faeces?" I squeaked just to be sure that was exactly what she said and not something my mind made up.

She was already moving deeper into the room when my question escaped my lips. She stopped and turned to look at me.

"Do you have a problem with faeces, princess?" She asked, her eyes glowing softly.

My heart skipped a beat as fear wrapped around my insides. She was one of them.

I took a step back and shook my head at once. "It's fine. I am cool with faeces. Whatever color they may have. I am your girl!" I said...