Funny to find myself in my old quarters again, sitting on a chair, looking out the window, waiting for the party to start. Only this time I was the one calling the shots.
I just wished I could promise everyone a happy ending.
A short detour on my way to my room, while Piotr was ordered to call on all of the clan leaders to come to be adopted by their new Queen, had me standing in front of the portrait I'd seen earlier. The one that broke my heart. Charlotte hovered behind me, face expressionless as I stared up at the face I knew so well, wishing there was another way to end this conflict once and for all.
But there wasn't. And sacrifices had to be made. Though I really hoped I wasn't ruining something truly amazing because I had to have support against the Brotherhood.
Responsibility sucked sometimes.