Melody
The taste of ash still lingered in my mouth as I dragged Estrella’s bloodied form through the scorched remains of Mallory’s palace corridor.
Her body slumped behind me, her once-pristine cloth now torn and soiled from her futile attempts at rebellion.
She groaned softly, barely conscious, her limbs twitching in the most pitiful display I had ever witnessed from the woman who once dared call herself my sister.
Her rogues, what was left of them, stood frozen in the courtyards and shattered hallways as I passed, their horrified eyes fixed on the sight of their leader being dragged like worthless prey.
I wanted them to see it.
I needed them to see.
Let them witness what became of the mighty Estrella, the wicked woman who stole my child, who ruined my family, and now dared bri
