The name landed in the tent like a struck match, and I felt every fragile thread of relief I'd allowed myself to unravel in an instant.
"Caspian." I repeated it flatly, disbelief and fury tangling together in my chest. "How would he even know to look here?"
"He wouldn't, unless someone told him," Wyers said, his suspicion snapping back into place with fresh sharpness, his eyes cutting toward her like the accusation had already formed itself before he'd finished speaking. "Which raises the question I asked before. how deep does this royal entanglement actually run?"
"I didn't tell him anything." My voice hardened, exhaustion burning away into something closer to anger now. "If Caspian's riding with my uncle's men, it's not because I summoned him. It's because he's inserted himself into t
