“Are you still confident in your plan?”
“Less confident than I was,” Conner whispered. “I didn’t anticipate so much competition. You will have to do a very good job tomorrow in convincing them.”
A grin spread across my face. “Don’t worry. I will.”
It wasn’t a large room, but it was clean and pleasant and would be enough for the three of us for one night. Two small beds stood along one wall. I helped Conner push Imogen’s bed against the opposite wall, then quickly offered to sleep on the floor.
“I’m still an orphan and you’re still a noble,” I said to Conner. “You should have the other bed.”
“Of course I should. And watch your tongue when saying I’m still a noble. I will always be a noble if you hope to remain a prince.”
“My mistake,” I said, putting on whatever expression of humility he would expect to see.
Imogen and I took a sheet off her bed and hung it from the ceiling. It wasn’t a perfect solution for her privacy, but it was the best any of us could hope for. She removed one of the blankets from her bed for me to sleep with on the floor. I put myself directly between hers and Conner’s beds.
He noticed. “You think I’d try any mischief with that disgusting girl? I knew her mother, who was worthless too. Imogen’s safe with me, boy. It’s you she should worry about.”
I let that comment pass. No doubt she was worried about me, but for entirely different reasons.
It was very late at night when I heard her roll off her bed onto her feet. Conner’s snoring was ferocious, so it was no surprise that he didn’t hear her and wake up. She stepped from behind the hanging sheet and touched my shoulder. I sat up and she put a finger to her lips, then motioned for me to follow her.
In the chance that Conner did awaken, I positioned my blanket so that in the darkness, it would appear someone was here. But I’d learned from more than one time in his presence during the night that he never woke up.
Once on Imogen’s side of the makeshift curtain, she pointed to the window.
“Are you too warm?” I asked.
“Can you take me out there?” she whispered. “Is it safe?”
I inched the window open, examined the wall in the moonlight, and nodded. In typical Carthyan style, a ledge had been built directly below the window. I crawled through the window first, and then helped her through.
The night was cool and the breeze had picked up somewhat. But she didn’t seem to hate me right now, so it was probably our last chance for any private conversation. We sat on the ledge and leaned against the wall of the inn, letting our legs dangle below.
“Do you often go out on ledges at night?” I asked.
“You do. I saw you once crawling around the walls of Farthenwood.” She shrugged and said, “I don’t think you saw me watching you, though.”
I hadn’t seen her. Which was amazing because I’d always watched carefully for anyone below me on the grounds.
“I couldn’t sleep,” she added. “All I could think about was the carriage ride. Roden is so angry with you.”
“Is he? With so much cheerfulness in that ride, I barely noticed.”
She ignored that. “Doesn’t he understand why you brought him? What would’ve happened if you’d left him behind?”
I was silent. It was nothing new to have someone mad at me, but Roden’s anger bothered me and I couldn’t quite figure out why.
“Back at Farthenwood, I said horrible things to you,” Imogen continued. “I don’t know why I said them.”
“Maybe I deserved some of it.”
“No, you didn’t. I blamed you for my own worries about coming to Drylliad, leaving the safety of Farthenwood. But now that I’m gone, I can’t imagine returning there. Anything is better than Farthenwood.” She lowered her eyes. “I’m sorry. I should have trusted you.”
I deserved no trust, and yet she asked my forgiveness? Could she see me in the darkness and know how her words bit into my heart? Or did I have no heart, no soul? Conner had said we must prepare to sacrifice our very souls to bring Prince Jaron to the throne. I had done just that, although not in the way Conner thought.
“Are you nervous about tomorrow, Sage?”
“Yes.” Even with the truth on my side, there was so much that could go wrong.