Ilona locked herself in her bedroom. She didn't feel like talking to anyone. She didn't want to hear Delaney and Vincent pity the selfish Prince or Ian defend him. When her brother knocked on her door, she pretended to be sleeping.
Dinner with the others was quiet that night. After they had all excused themselves, Ilona tried to hurry back to her room, but Ian was on her heels. She frowned at him when she opened the door, but she let him come in anyway, knowing there was no avoiding this conversation forever.
"Mason wants to see us," he said as soon as the door was closed.
Ilona raised her eyebrows. That hadn't been what she expected to hear.
"He wants us to go to the castle to meet with him tomorrow night once everyone else is in bed. He said not to tell the others though."
A frown creased Ilona's brow, "What does he want from us that we have to be so secretive about?"
"I don't know," Ian shook his head, "He didn't say."
