"The king...?" I wonder aloud. "As in King Henri?"
She can't be serious. Why would Vesperian have had direct contact with the king?
Unless he...is...
But that can't be possible.
The king can't possibly have known.
"No." She smiles, glancing over me as if amused. "Not the doddering old shell of a man on a throne. The King."
Her gaze turns to Lucas. She gives him a significant look.
Lucas draws in a breath and grits his teeth. "...Silas."
Roland growls and shakes his head. "...That man."
I look between them, brow furrowed. "Excuse me?"
Celeste, also confused, glances between us all, but says nothing.
Roland looks to me. "Silas runs the criminal underground here in Kastellos. He has connections and eyes everywhere, and rumors say the man has the mind and experience of a general."
Carissa hums. "Not just Kastellos. Silas has gotten rather more influential than you last paid attention to, it seems."
