CHAPTER 064
ECLIPSE
"Not until you've sense!"
The long-haired Violet NorthSteed was not Violet NorthSteed in fact. Rather, Scarlett NorthSteed.
The notorious princess royal Eclipse had a limited knowledge of was a level two shifter—a Lycan—even if of the lowest tier.
Which was why in matters of assassin target, Violet was usually mentioned, and never Scarlett.
The bias was almost insulting, yet understandable in a world where the strong was lauded, and the weak like Violet—who was a level four shifter—was trampled upon.
Eclipse watched the two sisters struggle for the doll, and she began to have an idea of why the ugly looking thing looked that battered with countless stitches upon stitches.
It had an enemy—in the form of a brown haired, brown eyed, spit fire princess.
"Let go!" Violet screamed, shooting a pleading stare at the guards as if to command them to come to her rescue.
The guards shifted uncomfortably, averting their eyes from the display.
