Chapter 6
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“IT’S MOST LIKELY SOMEONE on the council,” Ebere whispered.
Rasha wanted to punch someone. All of this, everything she’d done, was a sham? She was supposed to be the face of the palace. The incumbent princess and her prince playing heroes, while they plotted against her from the inside the entire time. Her pleas for reinforcements, delayed or even ignored.
Jak stepped into their small circle and said quietly, “I’ve just heard from my father there might be spy.”
“We have proof,” Ebere held up his device.
Rasha said, “We should stop discussing our strategy with the council. Shut them out. If they don’t have our plans they can’t give them to the beasts.”
“No.” Ebere and Jak replied in unison.
“Why not?” Rasha asked.
Jak nodded to Ebere.
He explained, “If there’s a spy on the council we don’t want to alert them we’re aware of their presence. We’ll never catch them that way.”
Jak continued, “The more confident they are the easier it will be to catch them. In fact, let them hang themselves with misinformation.”
Ebere nodded. He’d been thinking the same thing.
Rasha felt like a fool. She wanted to throw their lies in their faces. How could she trust anyone on the council? She looked up at Jak and asked the question.
“Can we trust any of them?”
“I doubt the traitor would tell us there’s a spy, and Xeku is the one that warned us. Although he doesn’t have a reputation for being forthright.”
“Keep your personal feelings to yourself,” Rasha said, rolling her eyes.
“And you don’t do the same? A second ago you were ready to disband the council based on Ebere’s word.” Jak poked at her ribs, but she deflected it with a swat of her hand.
“I’m stating a fact. When it comes to your father you’re a little biased.”
Jak bit back a response when a servant stopped in front of Rasha and whispered something to her.
“Yahtz!”
The servant didn’t wait for a reply. Rasha hung her head and, without a word, followed her.
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