Chapter 3

Raquel gazed at me. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah. I’m wondering when the execution will begin.” I scratched an itch on the back of my neck.

“It might be sooner than you think.” Katherine pointed to the stadium field. I must’ve missed the trumpets announcing the arrival of Queen Vivian, her younger sister, Princess Anastasia, and Sirch. Queen Vivian and Princess Anastasia were both dressed in warm fur coats, dresses, and high heels while Sirch sported a blazer and designer pants.

The former king and queen were led into the stadium devoid of any hint of their royal lineage. Shackles jingling with each step, escorted by two large guards.

Raquel was fixated on Princess Anastasia. I couldn’t blame her, though; I would’ve gawked at Princess Anastasia if I liked girls.

I leaned into Raquel and whispered. “Should we find out if Princess Anastasia is single?”