“Again,” the young man said, almost cockily, “we need to be out of earshot of these guys.” He playfully gestured around the room. I know asking for privacy would be inappropriate, but we have things to discuss with you that no one else should hear.” “We are unarmed, and your guards have searched us. “We’ve come to speak to you in peace,” the man said. I made a sound that was somewhere between a laugh and a gasp.Ĭonfused but calm, he gave me a comforting squeeze and focused again on our guests. Making sure I remembered who she was, she gave me a little curtsy. Denim and cropped, covered with what looked like dozens of embroidered flowers. Even if I hadn’t recognized her face, I would have remembered her jacket. Her hip jutted out confidently to the side despite her being surrounded by guards. She, too, wore boots but as if she was trying to be resourceful and fashionable at the same time, she had on leggings and a skirt constructed from the same material as the male’s pants.
He looked rugged without being terrifying, which wasn’t what I’d expected.Įven more unexpected was that his companion was a girl. A rusting compass on a long chain swung around his neck, moving as he shifted. His boots were covered in mud, and his outfit looked like something a Seven might wear: a pair of heavy pants taken in to fit him closely and a patched-up shirt beneath a beaten leather jacket. “Could you call off your dogs?” one of the rebels asked. It took me seconds to find Aspen in the crowd. “Of course, Your Majesty,” he answered, and escorted us around the corner into the Great Room, where two people were standing, surrounded by more guards. Keep your holster unlocked, just in case.” I promise.” His hand was still on mine, and he gave my fingers a tiny squeeze. But if Maxon thought I could do it, maybe I should. Unarmed or not, they were probably far deadlier than I could ever be. I wasn’t sure I wanted to talk to rebels. I’m not sure they’ll tell me if you’re not there.” “That is truly up to you, but I’m curious as to why they want to speak with you in particular. I looked down at myself and ran my hand over my hair. “I’m not sure but I’m going to talk to them, so I thought I would give you the chance to speak to them as well.” They’re unarmed, and they’re specifically asking to speak to me. “It’s only two rebels from the Northern camp. Maxon seemed a bit confused as he continued. I nearly started weeping I was so relieved. I’m sorry I should have realized that’s what you would have thought of first.” Quickly Maxon held me at arm’s length and looked me in the eye. “What?” he asked, taking me in for an unexpected hug. “Are they all right?” I asked, trying not to cry. I ran up to him, forgetting about everything from the last two days. When I got to the first floor, Maxon was there, talking intently to a guard. I ran down the hall and stairs as quickly as I could, nearly slipping twice on the steps. I threw off the covers and grabbed my robe and slippers. She left the Selection an only child after the rebels killed her little sister. We’d sent guards we’d warned those at home this was possible, but the rebels were too much. We need you downstairs.”Īt once my blood turned cold. “Lady America, wake up, please,” he said. The light from the hallway flooded my room, and I rubbed my eyes as a guard entered. We’d already been through so many ups and downs together, so many attempts to make this relationship real but it was clear that if that was going to happen, we still had a very long way to go.
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It was strange tucking myself into bed, knowing something was hanging between Maxon and me, but I didn’t know how to talk to him right now. I could see the hope in their eyes, but I had to let them down. “In case you decide to send for the prince?” “Do you want one of us to stay?” Mary asked.