"What is your decision, Amara? Will you take Lily's place and serve me?" Cassius's sinister voice hissed in my ear. "I am telling you, I am quite skilled. Maybe, even better than my older brother."
I shot him a look filled with loathing. "You've completely lost your mind."
"So that makes everything crystal clear," he chuckled darkly.
"Yes, it does. I'm taking Lily back with me," I spat, stepping toward the bed. By this time, Lily was already lying on the bed like a corpse, a picture of helplessness. But Cassius seized my arm before I could reach her, yanking me back by force.
"And who gave you the authority to do that?" he asked, his eyes glinting with mischief. "You're not my queen yet."
"You—" I began, but before I could continue, he shouted, "Guards!"
