I stare at Cedric, fascinated. “That is really well thought out.”
He shrugs, looking pleased. “My initial plan had been to execute the elders. But Harriet mentioned that you might not like too much bloodshed.”
I’m silent for a moment, thinking it over. “If they try to harm Finn, I don’t care how much blood is shed.”
Cedric’s eyes darken, and his smile is ruthless. “Understood.”
I’m not foolish. I’m already anticipating that rumors about me have reached the North. Finn’s identity has been limited to the palace staff only. However, the whole purpose of publicly calling in designers and choosing dresses and accessories was to spread rumors. There is no way that Vivian is aware that I’m alive. However, she might think that Cedric has found a lover on this side of the Veil, and she’s defini
