Chapter Twelve
Helena gripped the horn of her saddle, every muscle eager to begin the journey back to Madra. Will’s words the night before ran through her mind. He knew more about the current situation in Madra than he should have, but each time mercenaries passed through, they stopped to try to convince him to join them. His family was well-respected within their ranks.
A ship. That was the first part of the plan. Then a place to stay once she reached Madra. He’d told her the mercenaries were staying out of the city but that there were rebels hidden throughout. A bakery held their secrets and she’d find them there. They would help her get into the palace.
No one knew of her meeting the night before, and now Will was nowhere to be found. He’d travel into Bela by a different route. Madra
