❛ I had a feeling so peculiar, this pain
wouldn't be for 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆. ❜
⎯⎯ ⠀ㅤִㅤ ୨⠀♡⠀୧ ㅤִ⠀⠀ ⎯⎯
𝓗wang eunji, who also goes by iana, felt her world stop. it stopped the day she le...
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↳ chapter twelve ₊˚.༄ [# girls get choices?!]
THE TWO GIRLS CORNERED THE PRINCESS AS JASON AND LEO WENT OFF to check out the living fur coats.
"You want them shopping for their deaths?" Piper demanded.
"Mmm." The princess blew dust off a display case of swords. "I'm a seer, my dear. I know both of your little secrets, especially yours, dear Iana. But we don't want to dwell on that, do we? The boys are having such fun."
Piper tried to ignore the way Iana froze in her place. In her line of sight, Leo was laughing as he tried on a hat that seemed to be made of enchanted raccoon fur. Its ringed tail twitched and its little legs wiggled frantically while he walked. Jason, on the other hand, was ogling the men's sportswear. Boys interested in shopping for clothes? A definite sign they were under an evil spell.
Iana scoffed as she glared at the princess. "Who are you?"
"I told you, my dear. I'm the Princess of Colchis."
"Where's Colchis?" Piper questioned.
The princess's expression turned wistful. "Where was Colchis, you mean. My father ruled the far shores of the Black Sea, as far to the east as a Greek ship could sail in those days. But Colchis is no more— lost eons ago."
"Eons?" Piper asked. The princess looked no more than fifty, but a bad feeling started settling over Piper— something King Boreas had mentioned back in Quebec. "How old are you?"
The princess laughed. "A lady should avoid asking or answering that question. Let's just say the, ah, immigration process to enter your country took quite a while. My patron finally brought me through. She made all this possible." The princess swept her hand around the department store.
Iana's lips parted. "Your patron..."
"Oh, yes. She doesn't bring just anyone through, mind you— only those who have special talents, such as me. And really, she insists on so little— a store entrance that must be underground so she can, ah, monitor my clientele; and a favor now and then. In exchange for a new life? Really, it was the best bargain I'd made in centuries."
Run, Piper thought. We have to get out of here.
But before she could even turn her thoughts into words, Jason called, "Hey, check it out!"
From a rack labeled distressed clothing, he held up a purple T-shirt like the one he'd worn on the school field trip— except this shirt looked as if it had been clawed by tigers.
Jason frowned. "Why does this look so familiar?"
"Jason, it's like yours," Piper said. "Now we really have to leave." But she wasn't sure he could even hear her anymore through the princess's enchantment.
