Whispers of Deceit

Earlier that evening.

Dalt and Wyatt were the only familiar faces in the room and they came up, standing and chatting.

I had never exchanged more than a few words with Dalt; as for Wyatt, the only time we had had much of a conversation had been when Cassian had taken me out on a disastrous night after my nineteenth birthday.

I felt a little uneasy when they stood beside me, speaking in a very fami