Cinders & Ash: A Cinderella Story (Passion-Filled Fairy Tales Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
Only, he’d wanted to see for himself. And now he wished he’d hadn’t come. Heinrich said the woman’s injuries looked worse in the light of the day, the bruises fully forming. Her skin had horrific blackish blue blotches, her neck was several shades of dark red, and you could still tell, if you knew what she’d said had been done to her, that those were the spots where his fingers had left their impression. This was really unacceptable. He’d defended Chandler to Gertrude, but he’d never seen him leave a woman like this before. He told the woman he was a friend and had promised her a tidy sum for her trouble. She didn’t know he was the prince. He and Heinrich left the woman’s tiny rented room, Ashton still covered by his cloak, and Heinrich walking a few feet in front of him, though not wearing any clothing to associate him with the palace. That’s when he spotted Cinders strolling down the street, a smile on her lips, her eyes taking in the wares being sold streetside.
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