Chapter Twenty-Three
Riona
Riona glanced back over her shoulder to the guards standing along the outer walls of the palace. They kept their eyes on those entering the palace, not leaving it, but she knew the Slyph patrolled the skies.
She’d never noticed how many guards Egan employed. Even a few Light Fae walked the grounds from the palace to the slums beyond.
“Are they indentured?” Griffin asked.
Riona had expected another question first, but she understood if he wasn’t ready. “No, Griff. The guards come here of their own volition, choosing to work for the king. Indentured fae become servants, or take up roles as the king sees fit, others are sent to the mines, or worst, cast out as useless.”
“We didn’t know.” He rubbed the back of his neck. “In Fela, we stayed out of the king’s way
