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Prince-Assumptive?
“Do you mean Tor?” I called. “I know Tor! Get him down here right away. That alien has some answering to do!”
There was no response. I doubted he could even hear me through the steel.
“Lovely,” I muttered, surveying my surroundings.
There was a metal slab sticking out from one wall, obviously my bed. A square seat with a hole in it would be the lavish bathroom facilities. Two lights glowed overhead, keeping the place illuminated but not bright.
“Not even a courtesy library to help pass the time,” I said with a sigh, settling down on the bed.
My courage and attitude fled me, as if by lying down, I was admitting that things were truly dire, and I had no hope of going anywhere.
Tor’s men had me in prison, and they weren’t about to let me go. Not when I knew their secret.
The only thing that remained to find out was whether or not they would let me live.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Tor
The box of discs finally ran empty. After venting my initial outpouring of anger, Ty had taken a turn as I threw some for him. Eventually, it became a bit of a competition, seeing how far we could let them go and still hit the tiny spinning discs. My worries didn’t vanish, but their weight was eased at least, letting me think a bit more clearly.
“She must have a plan,” I muttered as the storm built above us. By then, it had enough momentum of its own, and my lessening ire did nothing to dissipate the black clouds. The storm would blow through.
“You’re talking about Rica.”
I nodded. “Yes. She’s insane but not entirely unhinged. She acts with thought behind her actions. Or she did when she was a child, at least. But I doubt she’d have revealed her return if she wasn’t planning something.”
“Some way to kill you.”
“That still wouldn’t put her on the throne, though,” I pointed out. “The law states that the male line inherits. So it would never end up with her.”
“Unless she eliminates the entire male line,” Ty said.
“She’s not strong enough for that.”
Silence reigned supreme.
“What if she is?” Ty said.
“Then there’s no point in debating this because I’ll be dead soon enough, and you will too, probably.”
“Gosh, you’re such a beacon of positivity,” Ty drawled.
The first droplet of rain splattered on the roof. Others were starting to fall as well.
“I’m serious. If she has the power to take out everyone in her way until no male heirs remain, brothers, cousins, etc., then we’re dead anyway. But I don’t believe she does. Otherwise, she would have killed us already. Shedefinitelywouldn’t have left after I struck her with lightning. So today was a warning.”
“Yeah, but will she do next?”
“No idea. But I’ll be extra careful,” I said.
At that moment, the door to the roof banged open.
I spun, thinking that Mia had somehow found her way up there, which would have meant entering the section of the house I’d told her to stay out of. It wasn’t her, however, and though my spirits fell slightly, seeing who itwasmade me grin.
“It’s here,” I said excitedly to Ty, scrambling over the roof to greet the newcomer. “Hello, Tempest.”
