Ella POV
By the time we got to the apartment, I was conflicted. I felt like I had made some kind of mistake in the way I handled Amanda, but it was too late to take it back.
Whatever happened next was out of my hands.
It wasn’t as though Alexander and I had a chance to plan how to handle it. The king had given us no opportunity to prepare or even properly react. We had to act immediately, and now, I could only hope that I hadn’t made things worse.
Alexander was quiet, lost in thought. I didn’t push him to talk. He had plenty to process too. There was still so much for us to consider.
For now, the headlines were all about Archer, which gave us a little breathing room. After all, it was his sister who had been arrested. It didn’t exactly help his newly announced campaign.
