Anger burned through her as Edmund studied her. He hunched his shoulders to peer into her eyes, his tall frame towering over hers.
“Why did you help me?” Her voice had lost some of its confidence.
He blew out a breath. “You really have to ask that, Amalie? I’ve known you for many years.” He closed his eyes for a moment. “What you’re doing is dangerous. I’ve heard the stories of the Hood all the way in Bela.”
She narrowed her eyes. “Someone had to feed my people.”
He put a hand on her shoulders and peered into her eyes. “I get why you’re doing it, but…” He pushed out a frustrated breath. “Fine. I won’t tell Tyson, but you need to prepare.”
“For what?”
“We’ve received a mission from the queen. She has asked Tyson to search for the Hood. Apparently, Simon is missing.”
She averted her e
