Theo actually did shoot down the drone.
With a slingshot.
"I told you that online game aim training would pay off," he said, holding the smoking, buzzing drone like it was a dead rabbit. It had a little Silverpine royal crest on it. And a camera that was still blinking red.
We were back in Stoneclaw, after the debate. I was trying to eat Mama River's victory stew - extra meat, because I had earned it - but Theo dumped the drone on the table in front of my bowl.
Everyone went quiet.
Jaxon, sitting at the Omega end of the bench, stood up instantly. He knew that crest. He had flown drones like that for his father.
"That's my father's personal spy drone," he said, voice low. "He only uses it for..."
"For what?" Giselle asked, pulling her new green dress tighter around her like it could
