CHAPTER 143
Chosen By The Moon
I didnât like his plan. In fact it was barely even a plan. It was poorly thought out, and poorly executed, I had no idea how he was going to go up against th he was right, if I didnât take this opportunity then I would be trapped with the king forever.
âNone of that even matters if we canât get her cuffs off though.â Nick had a valid point, I looked to Adrian who was trying his hardest to think up somethin âOkâ¦â I whispered, while awkwardly drying my eyes with the back of my cuffed hand. Both guys looked at me, as Adrian smiled at my compliance, but h helping myself Because Adrian was right, I had to get away from the king. âSo, What exactly is your plan? I asked nervously, I wasnât entirely sure I would be happy with Adrianâs response.
âTo get you to the van⦠Was that it? Simply the get me to this mysterious van they told me aboutâ¦
âIs that it?â This really was the worst plan Iâd ever heard. âI get that you didnât know about the restraints, but What about my scent? The king will be able âIâll see what I can get.â Nick nodded and was quick to lease back out the cell door. Which left me with just Adrian âIm so sorry about⦠I shook my head, cutting him off mid sentence. Was he an idiot? Definitely. But I suppose I could understand his reasons without hi out âYouâre getting me before I receive anything else. Thatâs all that matters.â I sighed and looked at the boy in front of me. He was staring me in the eyes a
to him that I had never seen before âYou have to get him off the throne, Dylan.â How in the world did he expect me to do something like that? What did he think I was going to get out tonight and be able to have the king dethroned by the end of the week?
had me over me over a barrel. I couldnât step one foot âHow the fuck do you expect me to do that?â I snapped at him. It was fairly obvious by now that the king h out of line without feeling some sort of repercu âYour grace⦠Arya quickly ran into the cell with an arm full of clothing, while Nick followed her holding a small bottle of her perfume. âWe need to hurry.â
Once we were out of the cell I stopped looking up at the dark stairs I was dragged down only hours before. The issue was, I could walk to an extent with âThank you.â I awkwardly and quietly spoke my gratitude, then turned to the people in the room with me. âTell me where I am meant to go, you should al Chapter Comments 5