Lila POV
It’s early morning when we’re summoned to the courtyard. As I hide a yawn behind my hand, I scan the area slowly, a little disappointed when I find the throne empty.
I don’t know why I hoped the Prince would be sitting there. Maybe I wanted him to see me off on my first day.
Instead, it’s the male in the green robe who greets us.
And by greetings, I mean he snaps his fingers and orders everyone to gather in front of the throne.
Does the dude ever crack a smile?
I ignore the eyes of my fellow hunters cutting into me and follow in Caleb’s wake. He weaves through the crowd and folds his arms, glaring at the sour-faced male scanning everyone.
I think Caleb said his name was Aamon or something, and that he’s the Prince’s advisor.
While he counts heads, I look up to see a huge
