Venessa’s POV
I noticed almost immediately that Denzel, Jalisa, Tyrell, and Rayon were missing from the high table during breakfast. The absence gnawed at me. Whispers floated through the hall rumors that they had gone to see the King and unease settled deep in my chest.
What if the King decided to strike?
I should have told Denzel about what I’d overheard Jalisa and her father discussing. I knew that. But fear had kept me silent. The only reason he had believed the truth about Tyrell and Jalisa in the first place was because Rayon had confirmed it. Without that, I didn’t know how Denzel would have reacted. Still, time wasn’t on our side. One full month had already slipped away from the three-month deadline the King had given Jalisa.
As I ate, Alesha slid into the seat across from me.
