At last, the car slowed down and pulled along the stone driveway that circled around to the door.
I watched men dressed in elegant and sophisticated attire exit the massive front door coming straight for us. The other black vehicles slowly pulled up behind us, but ours stuck out prominently over all the others.
The closer the palace workers got to our vehicle, the more anxious I became.
This was going to be my new home for however long it took Ethan to take care of what he had to attend to. And I had a feeling that there was no escaping this place once I stepped inside.
“I only have one rule for you, Rosalie,” Ethan said, leaning closer to me, the feeling of his breath against my neck sending chills across my skin. “Stay with Vicky or Talon, always. Trust no one else. Do you understand?”
I nodded my head, and as I did, the car door opened.