“Over 150 people fled.” Lettie answers for her. I look to Lettie to see his eyes downcast and grow frustrated.
“Okay, what are you two not wanting to tell me?” I ask and Addie grabs my hand, forcing me to look back at her. Her pink eyes hold concern and worry.
“Reginald fled.” She answers.
“Sh*t. Regina. That’s. Not. Good.” I say and she nods in agreement. “Are we sure?” I ask and she nods her head.
“We all checked. He wasn’t among the dead.” Lettie confirms. Reginald, or as I call him Reg-eye-na, was Franklin’s second in command. I was promised to him after the war and thank f*ck that did not happen.
“Did you tell anybody else?” I ask.
“Yes, but not the betrothal part. Just gave his name, species, position, and gifts.” Addie elaborates and I nod. Good, nobody else needs to know.
