Chapter Eleven
The announcers voice rose into the air and Helena lurched forward in her seat.
“Dell Tenyson will serve as Ian Tenyson’s second.”
No, she couldn’t have heard that right. Tenyson?
Dell was one of them? Disbelief coursed through her and she couldn’t take her eyes from the boxing ring.
The boy she’d found fighting in the center of the city, who she’d worried over, was the son of the tip of the spiral? She’d never have spent time with him if she’d known.
Something didn’t add up. His threadbare clothes and utter lack of manners… what was she missing?
Her eyes found Dell as they hustled him to the changing area. The lords who fought in that ring arrived at the games in fine clothing that spoke of wealth. They wouldn’t risk dirtying it in a fight.
But Dell… had Edmund known
