“I saw…. I saw the lady who got into your chamber that night and killed the young Luna,” her voice a little shaking.

My brow rises as I gaze right at her. “And who was it?” I’m trying hard not to show my aggressiveness. It will only send more fear down her spine.

“Your mistress, lady Jasmine. She killed the young Luna and ordered the execution of all of us who saw what happened that night. I barely managed to escape for my life and I’ve been living like a shadow ever since.”

“Are you trying to joke around with me!!?” I roar, about to rise in anger, but Bronson...