CHAPTER 26 Premonition

A feeling of intense melancholy surrounded Medusa, such grief and pain that she wanted to rip out her hair and chew her fingernails till they bleed. Her heart was pounding harshly, it seemed to beat out of her chest. Last night she could feel Gaelic calling out to her but Rhysand....he was eerily quiet. Earlier she didn't even flutter a single eyelash when she buried the dead body of beta Reed near the river. The guards were not even trained properly, walking out of the palace was a piece of cake. "Princess, may I please come in?" Medusa stopped staring at the gold embellish ceiling of the chamber for a moment. Sitting upright from her sleeping position on her bed she nodded her head to the maids standing at the door. "Princess, the King asked which of these dresses would you like?" One of the maids with fiery red hair motioned the other two brunettes to hold the white gowns for choosing. "What is all this for?" Medusa couldn't help but seethe, ofcourse she knew what the gown was