Warren held my arm firmly and beckoned to Greg. He ducked down behind some bushes and pulled me with him as we waited for Greg to join us.

“Prince Warren? What are you doing here?” Greg growled.

“Saving you two.”

“Shh!” I hushed them as guards raced by our hiding place.

Greg and Warren glared at each other. Of course, Theo would have told Greg about Warren running off, and possibly even about attacking me. He would be wary of Warren. ...