Chapter Nineteen: The Reflection That Smiled

Eight days to the throne-room. One night before her reflection stops answering for good. The passenger moved early to strip her of the time she needed, and in doing so handed her the one thing it most needed to hide: that tonight is the night. Comment if you love watching her turn a trap inside out. Add to library and turn on updates, because tomorrow she does the one thing no one, not Sable, not Torvald, not the thing in her shadow, ever saw coming.