Chapter FourteenBroc was still shaking his head to himself when he neared the stone steps leading down into the bowels of the castle. But before he could enter the dungeon, he was intercepted.
“My king,” a soft voice spoke.
Bree appeared from the shadows.
How had she found him here? Had she followed him from the Great Hall?
“Yes, Bree.”
“I did as you asked,” she said, while suspiciously scanning the hallway behind the two of them. “I followed Kelly today. Saw everything.”
Broc, who had always banked on his calm and collected demeanor, grew tense. He hoped… he wasn’t even sure what he was hoping for.
“Well, what did you see exactly?” Broc demanded, then immediately regretted his tone when
Bree flinched.
“It happened as Rhea said. Mostly.” Bree kept her eyes fixed on the ground betw
