(THEA'S POV)
York's kingdom was utterly gorgeous, magical, and fantastic. From the spotless white floor to the shimmering walls. It was amazing, like walking in the pathways of heaven.
However, the feelings I had were totally contrary to what I saw. The supposed to be bright emotions against the bright surrounding. What's inside me is anxious, anxiety and fears. I am with a fugitive, while wearing the face as well, an infiltrator and escaped.
We walked a little closer to the palace entrance, and as expected, we grabbed more than one person's attention. In no time, a group of soldiers is running their way to us.
The snappily form a circle around us. Trapping us as if we are planning to escape. If they only knew that we are here wholeheartedly, and we don't have even the littlest desire to go further away from this kingdom because our mission was in here.
