Layla’s POV
As we returned to the capital's castle, the warriors wait for us. Beta Steve and I enter the interrogation room to find several rogues lined up and ready for questioning. The men before us are ragged and dirty, looking exactly like the men who attacked us.
The guards standing behind them hold them in place so they can't get up or run.
“The rogues claimed to be unaffiliated junkies who were too high to know they were attacking the King,” says one of the guards.
I step forward and narrow my eyes on the rogues, “Why were you targeting Camila?”
One after the other, each of their expressions shift from unbothered to a tight pinched expression of guilt. They try not to make it obvious, but I can tell by the way they tense up and glance at each other that I’m right.
This must
