PALTJust like he suspected, the same guard, who had delayed him before he left with the others, was the one who offered to guard me. He stood behind my bench, with his back to me, while I pretended to be fascinated with the flowers in front of me.Fyre and the others were in their throne room, making fake plans. Even though the man he had suspected of being the spy was likely the mole, they wanted to be certain he was the one, not someone else. “Ryth hasn't contacted me for two days now,” I moaned, sitting up on the bench. I looked behind him, but he still had his back straight, like he didn't hear what I had just said. Stretching, I repeated the same words, expecting a reaction, one I didn't get. Frustrated, I turned fully to him. “Hey there.”He turned immediately. “My… My…” He rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. “What can I call you?”“Palt?”He shook his head frantically. “I dare not call the future… Queen? By his name.”“You can call me, sir Palt, then.”He walked over to
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