"Jasmine, you are being called to Alpha Xaden’s throne room."
Was the first thing the guards said to Jasmine when they came and met her with Fiona.
She looked up at them with surprise.
"Oh." She mumbled.
Fiona looked at the cross. "What is going on? Why is he calling her like something is wrong?"
"We can not give the details of our assignment." One of the guards simply replied.
"But she needs to come along with us. Immediately." The other said.
Jasmine gently put her hand on Fiona’s thigh.
"Do not worry." She assured her. "Maybe he just wants to see me. He was really distressed about Eleanor’s death."
Fiona looked at the guards with heavy suspicion.
"Yes, but I’ll come with you." She said.
"Only Jasmine is invited." One of the guards said.
Fiona got up from her seat and went to face him.
"That story of me living here like a servant was all a hoax," Fiona said. "You know who I am. And I warn you to be careful with me. Xaden might just turn on you."
The guards looked at each other and said nothing.
Fiona took a hold of Jasmine’s hand and led her past.
The guards walked behind.
"Have you told him?" Fiona asked her in a whisper.
"No, not yet. I wanted to last night, but he told me not to say whatever I wanted to say." Jasmine said. "He is different. It is like he came different."
Fiona looked left and right as they walked by. "For the better or for worse?"
"Better." She replied. "He was kind and gentle with me. A side of me I glimpsed sometimes but never saw its full potential."
"Now that Eleanor is dead I do not think you tell him," Fiona said afterthought.
"Why not?" Jasmine asked, almost stopping, but Fiona urged her to continue walking.
"It might be too much for him. And it will all be difficult for him to digest at once. I think it is not the right time." Fiona said. "When all of this calms down, then you can tell him. He is unpredictable at this point."
Jasmine swallowed hard.
Fiona had told her that she had cunningly spoke to him about it and he had stated that he did not mind what happened.
He will forgive and she had been more than ready to tell him the truth but last night he had stopped her.
Now Eleanor was dead.
"Whoever killed her in such a brutal way is a monster," Fiona said. "And I hope they get what is coming."
Jasmine herself had been shaken at the fact that Eleanor was no more.
She was the only other person who had taken care of her after Urma, the healer back home.
To think that someone must have done this to her was monstrous.
The guards reached the throne room doors and opened It for them.
Jasmine and Fiona stepped in.
She saw Xaden, and she began to smile.
When he turned back, his face was emotionless, dead.
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