"Jasmine are you okay?" An alarmed Nanny Nia as she came around her.
Jasmine rubbed her hand.
"Yes I’m fine. I just...." She looked at the wall. "Something had burned me."
Nanny Nia frowned and walked to the wall before carefully touching it.
Nothing happened.
Jasmine sighed in relief that Nanny Nia hadn’t been burned.
But was confused why she hadn’t at the same time.
"Nothing happened." Jasmine whispered in surprise.
She looked at her finger as to where she had touched.
"Yes. Nothing happened. Are you sure? It was a burn? Are you okay?" Nanny Nia asked.
Jasmine’s brows were well furrowed together.
She hesitated at first and then tried to reach out to the wall again.
Nothing happened.
She didn’t get burned again
She could have sworn it hurt.
Like fire.
"Maybe you’re just tired." Nanny Nia said wisely.
Jasmine hovered unsure and then just eventually gave in.
"Yeah. I think you’re right." She said rubbing her brows.
Now was she just imagining things?
And then at that moment, Anna brushed past her, forcefully pushing her aside.
"Hey." Jasmine said startled.
"Get out of the way." Anna hissed in a clear warning. "Or get kicked out of the way. Dirty slut."
And she whipped her hair and went on with her flutter of servants going right after her.
"I’m going to give her a beating of her life." Nanny Nia said rolling up her sleeves and undoing the pins in her hair and tying her hair up in a bun.
"Don’t." Jasmine stopped placing her hand on her arm in a bid to stop her. "Trust me. She isn’t worth it. Not right now at least. I don’t think the King and Queen would take it too kindly with us fighting on our first day."
Nanny Nia sighed.
"Fine. I’ll just postpone it till another time." Nanny Nia pouted as she rolled back her sleeves.
"Thank you." Jasmine mouthed.
Then they followed with the procession as they were led down the hallway and past corridors.
Jasmine gasped in awe and amazement of how beautiful it was.
The walls glistened of crystals and Jasmine wished she could reach out and touch them.
But she remembered what had happened the first time she did and she stopped herself.
There were so many wolves present.
Different ranks.
Of course she could barely see any Lycan present.
Soon as she approached closer towards the hall, eyes began to turn and look at her.
She swallowed uncomfortably and wondered whether it was because she was the daughter of a traitor, or she was rumored to have assassinated Xaden.
Perhaps both.
The eyes were staring down at her, refusing to look away. Jasmine swallowed heavily again and held until nanny Nia as if leaning to her for companionship.
"Ignore them." Nanny Nia snorted. "They have terrible manners."
They stared and some whispered as she glided through.
Were they also here to witness her punishment?
How the royal family was going to use her as an example.
A warning. A deterrent to all those who had dared to disobey their laws.
She swallowed, suffocated at the uncomfort of this unknown environment.
Soon they went past glaring eyes and Jasmine sighed in relief.
They began to walk stairs.
And as Jasmine went on, she couldn’t shake the feeling that this was where she belonged. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Couldn’t shake the Deja vu off, so much that it made her feel exhausted.
But she simply told herself that maybe it was just what Nanny Nia had said.
The place where the goddess had ascended and there fore it must feel like home to all wolves.
But Jasmine couldn’t just shake this feeling that there was more to it.
Soon they were headed down an alley.
Servants weren’t really here, but rather guards in their numbers standing alert.
She had seen them before.
Royal guards.
Few of the other wolves that had come visiting were equally in the hallway.
As expected, they stopped to stare as she walked past.
"Why are they looking at me?" Jasmine thought aloud.
"I think it’s because of your hair." Nanny Nia said.
"My hair?" Jasmine asked alarmed, loud.
People turned more.
She went mute and slowly whispered again. "My hair?"
"You know your hair is red." Nanny Nia
Explained. "Only members of the red family have red hair."
Jasmine reached out and touched her vibrant curls.



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