Chapter 127

Camilla's POV The chamber's air was chilly. It's the kind that penetrates your bones, not the one that envelops your skin. makes you feel queasy. Like she was nothing, I stood over Catalina with her wrists shackled to the ground. But she was everything once. "This is not required of you." I wished her voice had sounded cruel when it cracked. Furious. Her voice had a quality that I could possibly dislike. However, no. It was supple. Unsteady. Known. I took a while to respond. The dagger handle on the table next to me grazed my fingers. I had expected you to be my sister. I thought you would love me. She muttered, "Say something." Trying not to let the burn in my chest get to my eyes, I slowly raised my head. "You handed our maps to him. You revealed my location to him. The words made her wince as if they were a slap. "He assured me that you wouldn't suffer any harm. He was dishonest. Camila, I had no idea. I promise. "You mean no one ever finds out?" I laughed bitterly. And my men are d