CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHTThat night, Pacaus shifted silently along the street. The meeting with the rebels was about to begin and he’d had a difficult time slipping away from his post. His respect for the princess had greatly increased as he’d realised how easily she’d escaped his careful watch and how many guards she always had to pass to escape the palace.
Usually, either he or his brother went to these meetings—but after discovering that the vampire, Lothaire, had been impersonating the princess for the last few days and that General Tullica was in danger, Pacaus felt that he had to attend tonight.
Once Pacaus had found out that the princess regularly attended these meetings, he had insisted they were held in less dangerous areas. The rebels agreed instantly, knowing that half of those who
