Monday 9th June
CARA POV
The twins didn’t come home last night, which means they spent the night with that scab, Poverty. If I was unsure of their intentions before, I wasn’t now. They were getting too attached. I had to stop this now. I messaged them this morning with some bullsh*t story about rogues being seen on our land. I set a small fire in an abandoned cabin near the northern borders and blamed it on them. My brothers rushed home in blind panic and went to investigate. They would no doubt up security and patrols in that general area, and that meant that when I went to meet my father's informant, towards the southern lakes, there would be less chance of me being seen. I knew they would have left poverty on her own as they tended to my distraction. I decided I’d take it upon myself
