The small boy looked worried, and Ilona felt a flash of anger at the inconsiderate Prince for not being there to greet them himself. After all, he was the one who asked them to come in the first place. He had to know it would be risky for them.
There was no time to waste on her anger, though. Now that they were at the castle, they needed to get to the safety of the man's company before more of the royal guards saw them. Things might not go so well the next time. And what if they ran into the Queen herself? Surely they would end up in a dungeon.
She looked at her frustrated brother, and he turned and met her gaze, shaking his head and shrugging a shoulder. Looking past him, she could see light streaming from the doors of the stables, outlining figures of men.
