One hundred and Fifty-One

Violet

Those fools!

Immediately they left the hall in the direction of Seth's room, I began to panic.

They were bluffing. They had to be. There was no way they had video proof. I made sure they were no camera on my path. So surely they had to be bluffing.

I ran into my room, atudfing the things I new I was going to need into a bag, then changed into a more acceptable outfit.

That skank Aubrey, thinking she can speak to me any how. If Seth had opened his eyes and chosen me as his bride, all this wouldn't be happening. I would be queen, and people luke Aubrey wouldn't even smell the grass of the Royal House.

But stupid Seth chose that rat instead. The poor slave everyone hated. He chose her and made her into something that became so valuable, he didn't see me the way he used to see me.

Taking my things, I bolted out of my room, checking the halls to make sure I wasn't being followed.

When I secured the perimeters, I headed to the warehouse, where my mother was making sure Naomi