"Do you know what is going on?" a Fae asked in a whisper.
"I don’t know," another said, "but the Queen and her consort must be having one of their quarrels again."
"If that’s the case, then there’s no cause for alarm. It’s not like this is the first time we’ve seen their lovers’ spat."
"I don’t think that’s the case. Earlier, there was the Queen’s guard asking if any of us sighted a strange butterfly. I can’t help but think Consort Baron angered the Queen again by stealing something from her," another one opined.
"Then if that’s the case, we better be careful, else we get dragged into this. Who knows what happens when two powerful figures fight? It’s the innocent citizens that are often caught in it," the first Fae advised.
"You’re right! Right!"
"We’d better mind our business."
Violet stepped out of the corner where she had been eavesdropping on the conversation.
As expected, Consort Baron’s arrest had brought about commotion in the palace. The Fae were in utter confusion regarding the Queen’s actions.
What had the Queen’s consort done to deserve this?
Already, the Fae nobles and councilors had assembled, demanding an explanation for the Queen’s actions. In their defense, the Princess’s Trial of Ascension was only a few hours away, and such a drastic move was bound to stir civil unrest.
Except, for the first time, the Queen had done something entirely unexpected.
She had them all arrested and locked up.
A small, dangerous thrill stirred in Violet at the sight of it. The Queen was finally acting the way she should. But at what cost?
The Fae Queen had lost whatever filial affection remained between them, and it would be hard to recover.
Not to mention, her reluctance to act earlier had already created another problem.
Celeste was nowhere to be found.
A hunt had been put out for her, but so far there was no sign of her, as if she had vanished from the Free Fae entirely.
Thanks to all that, everyone was busy and bound to get minimal rest tonight. Alaric was already tied up with Zuru, trying to create a second device and launch it tomorrow. Asher was busy investigating the missing butterfly.
According to the report of their conversation, the culprit had created a hole through which he had snuck into the sacred grove and stolen the device.
In one word, Violet was the only one who had been left on her own.
"Get some rest. You have a long day tomorrow. Your mind and your body need to be settled so you can be at your optimum best." Those had been the words Asher had told her.
As if she could simply close her eyes and all her worries would vanish. How could she even sleep in the first place? It felt like everyone was doing something, and she was the only useless one.
So here she was, doing her own version of investigation by spying on the servants in case someone knew something and was not saying anything.
Violet was dressed in all black and had even tied her hair into a tight bun, hiding the purple tips that made her hair so unmistakable. Not that purple hair was rare in the Fae Realm. But none wore the color quite like she did.
So here she was, sneaking around the palace like a thief and coming up with absolutely nothing except petty gossip—servants caught secretly sneaking around with each other while on duty and other juicy bits that came with the job.



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