Echoes of the Curse

Jessamine's P.O.V.

The castle was oddly empty, even for the middle of the week. I felt like there were eyes on me everywhere I went, but then I would turn, and the room or hallways would be empty beyond my new collection of guards.

I had asked for one extra. Bastian had responded with two.

There was no arguing with a man who refused to talk back. He won almost every time.

The pack was steering