Chapter 18

To Safety.

Elara Winterfell.

It was late at night. Things had quietened in the hospital. I heard slow footsteps making its way towards my ward, and I closed my eyes, pretending to be asleep.

The door was pushed open, and the perfume that filled my nose made my eyes fly open. I was going to kill her for daring to show her face here!

“You witch!” I snarled as I jumped from my bed, wincing in pain as the surgery wounds hadn't healed yet. I rushed towards her. “You paid them to kill my children didn't you?”

Isabel faked a confused expression on her face. “I don't know...