I felt my eyes widen, and my wings drooped disconsolately.

Was this a dream?

“Y-your Majesty?” I managed to stutter, trying to get my frayed nerves into order.

“You heard what I said,” Queen Petunia deadpanned, and trained her gaze on me. I froze in my spot, like my feet were glued to the ground.

“But…but why?” I burst out, suddenly regaining a small bit of my confidence back. “What did I do?! I heed your counsel and all the rules surrounding the court!”

Her face only became harder. “Guards, take her away.”

“No!” I shouted, struggling against the fae guards’ hands. It was impossible to break free, but I would try till they knocked me out, or worse.

“My family has lived in Buttercup Haunt for more than a millennia!” I shrieked, still fighting. “What did I do? What did I do to deserve this punishment?”

She did not answer me for a while, and the guards stopped in their tracks.

“Quella told me everything. About your betrayal.”

So it was her!

“You’ve got the wrong person!”