The plate was full of my favorite foods that were usually only served at breakfast. Malum nodded and took the plate. He put it in front of me, then turned back to his meal and resumed eating like nothing had happened. I gaped at the bronze king. His cheeks flushed red, and he gave no explanation. It felt like a peace offering. Like something monumental had shifted between us after I’d rescued Scorpius in the last competition. Whatever, I wasn’t going to dwell on it.
