Silence settled over the group. None of the other students argued. None of them questioned him. They simply nodded. Like his word was enough.
I pressed myself tighter against the wall beside the archway, my pulse hammering in my ears.
They’re talking about someone.
Someone inside the academy.
Someone they were planning to… deal with.
A horrible thought crept slowly into my mind.
What if it’s me?
What if he already knew?
What if someone had told him?
What if he had figured it out somehow?
The Mad King’s daughter. Alive. Hidden here.
The wall I was hiding behind suddenly felt very thin.
Inside the courtyard, the conversation continued.
“We should tell the Alpha,” one of the students said quietly. Fannar shook his head.
“Not yet.”
“Why not?”
“Because if we’re wron
