Harper's POV
We leave, and I am aware of Mason sitting next to me in the carriage. He is not on his horse as he normally would be. He is quiet, and I can feel him staring at me as if he does not know what to think about me.
I do not know what to say, so I look out the window into the forest. I can feel the eyes on us as we travel through the forest. I do not believe anyone will attack us. I know how afraid everyone is of the King of the North. He is ruthless, but can I blame him? In our world, the strongest wolves rule, and you are not allowed to show any weakness. As a King, it must be hard to show that you are powerful and to stay at the top.
"They are watching us," I say.
"I know. They will follow us to see if we have a weakness. It is the rogues. I heard they have a king now. Nobod
