When Lacey walked in, Julien sat at the head of the long dining table, and Scar was sitting kitty-corner from him to his right. Their heads were together, obviously enjoying a private joke, and she wondered if they were laughing about her. Julien looked up and his mouth nearly fell to the floor when he saw her.

Scar looked her over, her lips curling in disgust. “What is she doing here.”

Suddenly, everyone’s eyes were on her.

"Lacey! I’m glad you could join us!” ...