Tobin seems to realise my worries, and he just nods to me.
At least, he has a plan. After all I've said to hearten Lola, it would be heart-broking to fail, just because the Royal Guards are too fast at invading my Palace.
In fact, their captain, Tobin, lifts Lola from the ground and runs towards the door. They let him go while securing the assassins and chaining them for good.
Not one of them can talk or move without a guard tugging them. I think it's because of the magical pressure on them. Still, Flavius seems relaxed, as if it wasn't the first time the guards interrupted while he was performing an enchantment.
«So, blood,» I whisper to him while wiping my hands on the dress. I'd love to run after Tobin and check what happens, but I ought to stay here. First of all, because the Royal Guards won't let me stroll around during an attempt on my life.
