“Sorry, Harper,” Ted says. “It’s not personal.”
He hasn’t pulled the trigger yet, which is a good sign. But that he’s holding the gun at all is very, very bad.
“Harper trusted you. Who turned you?” Bethany asks.
“King Caleb did,” Ted replies. “The way he treated me and the others. I had to complete warrior training a second time just to be given the chance to become a guard. He’d dismissed all of us that first time. The second time, he didn’t even show up.”
Ted’s mouth twists into a vicious snarl. “Either he cares too much, or not at all. He’s ruthless and cruel, with a heart as black as night. He is not fit to be King.”
“That’s not true,” I say. Even with a gun in my face, I cannot allow anyone to badmouth Caleb in this way. He’s done more to protect this kingdom and keep it together
