*Theo*
“Where shall we take him, my lady?” one of the guards asked Sophia as I stood in front of them, wearing the torn remains of my guard pants.
Sophia puzzled over me, stroking her chin with one finger as she thought about what to do with me. I knew that Ciana was panicking back behind me in the garden area still, near where all of the shredded rose bushes lay, but there were guards between us.
“Take him down to the basement,” Sophia said. “I saw some kind of cages down there. Put him in one of those.”
I snickered, knowing she couldn’t legally hold me. After all, she wasn’t yet married to the king, so she wasn’t the Luna Queen. She had absolutely no authority whatsoever to take me prisoner or hold me in a dungeon.
But I went along with her, all of it part of the plan.
“You can’t do that!” Ciana shouted.
I turned and looked at her, willing her to be quiet. She had to know by now that I was up to something, didn’t she? The panicked look on her face said otherwise.