VIOLET’S POV

I took Aurora’s words to heart. Don’t confront the Rogue King, got it. I stepped into the room once she pushed the door open, shutting it right back without being in the room, she did.

The room was dark, and my eyes squinted in search of the said Rogue King. And somehow the smell became worse in this side of his castle. He’s really not joking with his title, is he? Rogue King, just has to smell the worst.

I knew he was in this room, I could feel his stare on me, almost like he was ripping my clothes with his eyes and that almost had me...