“That had to be intentional,” I mutter. “What the fuck is going on in this castle?” And more importantly, what does it have to do with Alix? “Agreed.” Kastian nods grimly and adjusts my arm on his shoulder to better help me up the stairs. “There have been far too many near-death encounters lately. The train crash, and everyone waking up to the sound of the bells.” “Then there was Foulo in the library,” I add through gritted teeth. “What happened with Foulo?” Jett asks. “I noticed he wasn’t at the ball.” I freeze. Fuck. I didn’t tell them about that.
