7
The supper was consumed, though the meat was so rare I kept expecting it to make animal noises. After dinner the baron excused himself from our company and we went upstairs.
In the hall I clapped my hand over Sage’s shoulder before he entered the boys’ room. He turned and I gave him a strained smile. “Could we talk for a moment?”
He nodded. “Of course. Let’s all come in here.” We walked into the room and Sage shut the door behind us.
I turned to him and crossed my arms over my chest as I frowned at my grandfather. “I know giving an alias isn’t a bad idea because of the position we’re in, but what’s the big deal making one up on the spot? Is the baron that greedy that he’s going to turn us over to the Library for an eld?”
“He’d never do that!” Marcus insisted.
Caius plopped
