My brows lifted. “Michelle… how did you even know Jonas was staying?”
She gave me a look that said I had deeply underestimated her.
“Oh, please,” she scoffed. “I’ve known Thoren my entire life. And I feel like I’ve gotten to know you pretty well, Nevara.”
She gestured vaguely toward the courtyard.
“When I heard Bethany was going to be arrested, I knew without a doubt you two would take the boy in. There wasn’t even a question.”
Thoren folded his arms. “You’re very sure of us.”
“I am,” she replied simply. “You’re predictable when it comes to children and injustice.”
I tried not to smile.
“So,” she continued, clasping her hands together, “while you were dealing with the dramatic unraveling of treason and generational trauma, I got busy.”
“You reorganized a wing of the castle, didn’t
