Chapter 71

Darius never stated the end goal of this spy mission.

He just said to watch, to blend in, and not to cause trouble. But now, standing at the entrance to the rebel king’s hall, I wished desperately he’d told me more.

Vespera adjusted her dark traveling cloak, raising her chin slightly. Her black gown beneath the cloak was elegant, embroidered with tiny silver threads that caught the sparse torchlig