Rose's POV
I crashed to my knees and buried my head between my legs instantly. My heart thumped so wildly in my chest that I felt the sound echoing loudly through the walls of my head.
This looked like a sign of subterfuge, or was I mistaken? Grovesmoor and Samantha appeared to be plotting or were they friends?
Whether the answer to the question was a yes or no,I left it behind and rose to my feet to lock the door with a key, fearing that she had caught me eavesdropping.
After I had ensured that no one could enter my room, I hopped on my bed and draped the sheet over my head. The words of the council elders came to my mind again—Grovesmoor was not one to be trusted and Samantha was as capricious as the waves of a drying river. Were these people up to something?
After what seemed l
