“Who was that?” Rhiannon asks. “Officially? Aaric Graycastle,” I tell her. She lifts a brow, and guilt settles in my stomach. There are too many secrets between us already, and this is something I can give her. Something she deserves to know, since I just directed him to our squad. “Between us?” I whisper, and she looks over at me with an arched brow. “King Tauri’s third son.” “Oh shit.” She looks over her shoulder at the parapet. “Pretty much. And I can guarantee his father doesn’t know what he’s doing.”
