Chapter Fourteen
Edmund stomped back into the house, the door slamming behind him. He didn’t stop until he stood in front of Helena. For a moment, they only stared at each other—her in apprehension, him in relief. He closed the short distance and crushed her to him.
“Aw, Edmund,” she wheezed. “Were you worried about me?”
“Don’t joke about this, Helena. This isn’t you escaping the palace to experience the city. You disappeared from the Madran games. Your games. Do you have any idea how upset your father is?”
“I didn’t know he cared.”
Edmund pulled away from her and held her at arm’s length. “Don’t be a fool, princess. The king knows you weren’t abducted. Quinn has already received his punishment and priests have swarmed the city looking for you.”
She batted his arms away and turned to
