The Crown Prince didn’t come looking for Zina, like she knew he wouldn’t. Whatever secret was tied to that throne, it was too big to penalize her over. And her knowing about it was a threat to them, so he didn’t come to find her, or do anything. She explained the terms of her punishment to Amare and Angel. “2hours? Daily?!” Amare spat. 2 hours everyday was bad business for them. It would no doubt affect the timing of their escapade. “Wow, that’s . . . honestly a fair punishment, Warrior Z.” Amare grunted. “Fair punishment? That’s 2 hours she wouldn’t be spending with us. 2 hours we wouldn’t be able to use to—” He tried to recall their lie before he slipped up and gave them away. “do our comfort thing outside. Do you know how bad that is?”

