Eva's POV
"Eva?" Cecilia entered.
I regained my composure and turned to her. "What?"
"Good morning,"
My eyes narrowed. It had been a long time since she greeted me like that, that it sounded foreign coming from her mouth.
"Can we talk?"
I shrugged and crossed my hand to signify that I was all ears.
She took a deep breath. "You must know why she is here?"
"I don't know," I only had an idea but to me, it seemed too far-fetched. How would she know after twenty years that she had a child somewhere? There were so many things that did not add up.
"I did not know either but I talked to her this morning and she told me everything,"
"Okay?"
"You need to see her."
She was the queen, she had the power to force me into submission but Cecilia was, trying to coerce me into talking to a Queen. "Why?"
Cecilia's blue eyes grazed the room before she spoke. "Is she gone?"
I blinked. "Who?"
"The witch,"
