Book 5: Impossible

Amval

I unfasten a buckle, working quietly alongside Mesut. He doesn’t even look at me, but I know now that he notices. I should have realized all along.

“Sash?” Ingrid yells.

I jerk back.

“Your girl?” Mesut asks with a sly smile.

I shake my head, praying he didn’t recognize her voice. That no one recognizes her at all. I burst out of the stall and find her standing in the middle of the aisle.

“What are you doing here?” I hiss as I approach.

“We need to talk.” This close, I can see her eyes are wide, her chest heaving. “Now.”

My stomach drops. The monster struck again. Another one of my siblings is dead, and I let it happen.

“Outside.” I drag her into the yard, where at least there’s some chance half the stable won’t realize I’ve been sneaking out to see Princess Ingrid at all hours.

She’s shaky and slow. Like a bolt of lightning, I realize another possibility, one I didn’t even see coming—there was an atte