50. Burn

(Vera)

I was talking with Tatienna when Amyra barged towards us, sweaty and pale. Her fingers were trembling and I could see whatever she had heard was not anything good. She looked like she had just seen a Spectre or something.

"It is- she is not- this is a -" Amyra blinked and took in a deep breath as I put a hand on her shoulder, turning her towards me.

"Look at me, Amyra, look. Take a deep breath, and now tell us what you have heard."

"We should go somewhere else. Grandma, your private chambers..."

"Go, I will ask Mateo and Blaine to come meet you."

"Keep and eye on Claudine, Grandma. Tell mom and dad, too, to meet us," Amyra said as she hurried away and I followed her. She was almost running, climbing two stairs at a time, and we finally reached the room. She looked around, walked in and soon Blaine, Mateo, the king and the queen were all there.

Amyra nervously tugged at her hair as she stared at us. "You are right, Vera. She isn't as harmless as we believed," Amyra started, and