The sound of arrows whizzing toward their targets grated at Kit’s brain like the buzz of a swarm of flies as she sat on a bench next to Avinia, Isla, and Seph, pretending to pay attention to who was winning and who was not. Her mind was in another place, though. How could what Cassius had disclosed to her possibly be true?
On one hand, it made perfect sense that Remont would be the first person to rise up against Rona. She had been horrible to him for as many years as Kit could remember. In fact, never in her life could the princess recall a time when it even appeared as if her parents were happy together. But she would’ve never thought her father capable of inciting a revolution. Perhaps she had been underestimating him this entire time.
“Katrinetta, are you going to watch? There are only six archers left. One of them will be joining you in your chambers this evening. You may want to select one to cheer for.”
