“Caspian, why are you letting everyone believe you’re the villain?” “Who says I’m not?” he snarls. “Because!” I spread my arms wide. “These thorns—you—are the only thing stopping Castletree from falling.” The flash in his eyes confirms my suspicions. The briars aren’t evil, yet he attacked the Autumn Realm. But then he was fighting in disguise to help it. Or at least help me.
