Sarah POV
A gamma took us to our rooms, explaining that the children were still with the horses.
“Your head of security, Agent Travis, assigned two guards to them,” the gamma said before leaving us alone in another opulent but tasteful suite.
Zane looked at me. “What did you think of her?”
I shrugged. “She’ll either be a great friend or a terrifying enemy, but I have no idea which.”
“She’s right about the strength of the Orleans-Cavendish alliance, but that friendly curiosity on display could be a smoke screen.”
Someone knocked on our door.
“Come in,” Zane called, and there we were face-to-face with Delia; the Torrins were close behind.
“You look great!” I told Delia while she took me into a hug, hoping I wasn’t being tactless. The pale, scrawny girl who could barely hold up a phot
