I nock an arrow and draw my bow before I’ve even turned to face the owner of that broken little voice. I choke on my gasp. It’s me.
paedyn stumbles across kitt's dead body, but it's clear now it's another contestant using their abilities to make bitches see things that aren't there to project an image of kitt's dead body, and not actually dead kitt. but that would have been a SICK story. the future king somehow ends up in the trials, blair or someone else kills him, specifically to frame paedyn for it, and then the aftermath of paedyn dealing with people thinking she killed the future king. now i want a book where THAT'S the story. that would be more interesting than this slop
