"What's going on outside?" Hope asked, looking at Finn with wide eyes. Her breathing was calming down.
"Two explosions so far, apparently some rebels have breached the outer walls and are coming in, attacking the soldiers as they go," Finn said. He was pacing the room before he finally sat on one of the couches by the fireplace. His fireplace was lit and the room was warm. Hope stood from her place on his bed across the room and walked toward him, sitting in the chair opposite him. Francesca and Everly stood watching them, their eyes darting back and forth nervously.
"Who are the rebels?" Hope asked.
"We don't know their identities, but we suspect they are associated with the Marcherelli's. Mr. Marcherelli has long wanted my father to change the rules for Praelia. Diplomatic measures ha
