Caspian's Pov

The city had not changed.

The people, the politics, the staged handshakes, they were the same and it irked me.

My car pulled up to the council house, one of the only buildings in town older than me. The house had stone columns and dark windows. This was where monsters made decisions under the pretense of order.

I stepped out, straightened my coat, and ignored the flash of cameras nearby. They were always watching now. Since I came out of hiding. Since I let them know the Red ...