Chapter 65

Troy

“Where are we going?” Quinn asked.

We had been on the road for an hour. The castle was far behind us, but we were still in the mountainous woods that were part of my father’s territory.

“We are going home,” I answered.

“Won’t your father be there?”

“You tell me,” I said and looked straight at her.

“I- I- no, I don’t know.”

I sighed and took her hand. “It’s okay. We don’t get to choose what we see and when we see it.”

“I hear there are prophets that can command the future to reveal itself,” Casper piped up from the front seat.

“Shut up,” I said to him. “No one asked you.”

Justin glanced over his shoulder at us. “We should go into the city. Hide among the humans.”

“Keep your eyes on the road,” I growled.

I was in a terrible mood. I could kick myself for missing the warning signs. I knew what kind of person my father was, the lengths he’d go to, to hang on to his power and I walked into his trap like a naïve little pup.

“Troy,” Quinn said. “Can you?” She tapped the side of her head