ZURI

Aria’s eyes glimmered in the half-light, sharp as obsidian. “My queen. There’s a traitor in the court,” she said quietly.

Wait, what? I blinked at her, expecting some explanation, but she seemed to be waiting for me to say something. My pulse quickened as I voiced out the only thing I could think of, “What?”

She moved closer, lowering her voice until it was barely a whisper. “Someone has been feeding information to outsiders.

Every time the council meets, I feel the same ...