Violet blinked awake slowly, her vision swimming before settling on the gilded ceiling above her.
Her brows furrowed. Where the heck was she? The last thing she remembered….
"You're awake."
Violet sat up with a jerk at the familiar voice in her head.
Wait a minute—In her head?
The sound of Asher's rich, amused laughter followed almost immediately. "You should see the priceless look on your face trying to figure it out, love."
Violet let out a sharp breath as Asher stepped out from the shadows gathered at the corner of the room, where the moonlight couldn't quite reach.
"It's me, my purple queen," he said aloud this time.
For a moment, Violet simply gawked at him, her mind struggling to catch up with what she was seeing.
Asher stood there like he had stepped straight out of a fever dream.
