I straighten abruptly, eyes flying wide.
“No.” I mumble, shocked. Reggie nods his head grimly as he sits, running a hand through his hair.
“‘Tis one of the reasons for my late night kitchen visit.” He chuckles darkly. “Shortly after your company returned, he retrieved Thema, packed their belongings and left with her. Didn’t say a word to any of us. I don’t know if he’s defected or..” Reggie sighs. “He knows too much.” He murmurs.
“You have no idea.” All of the blood must surely have run from my face by now. Reggie takes a second glance at me.
“My Queen? What ails you?” Reggie cries. The small bite of meat and cheese sit uncomfortably heavy in my stomach and I’m afraid I may lose them. I swallow a few times, trying vainly to keep it down.
“Reggie.. How much did Tyrus tel
