My thumb stayed tucked even once I entered the King’s quarters.
Thoughts raced in my mind, as I derided the decision to use my blood– I already had to watch the King, and Paige. Now I had Colby to be concerned about.
I didn’t believe that Colby would ever find reason to turn me in. But I could imagine a scenario wherein he might happen to let slip the wrong thing to the wrong person.
Then again, Colby was only a pup still. If he did ever accidentally say too much, it could be written off as a tall tale.
Still I didn’t regret it. Meymey looked so delighted to move so freely again. Surely Colby couldn’t fault me for that.
I examined my thumb under a sconce light. I had cut deeper than I wanted due to rushing, but it was already healing….
“My lady?”
I jumped slightly. Beta Tyler approa
