“Of course, he knew, but not even Malachi could figure out their plans. It’s hard to find someone who is rarely seen,” Larkin whispers.
“Will they fight with us?” I ask.
“I doubt it,” Larkin replies. “But, they’ve been eager for Silas to join them for years. He would never risk it with Malachi around.”
Warrick chimes in, “What he means is, Silas had too much to lose. Having him as king now could change everything.”
Larkin flashes a grin at Warrick and says, “And, we have someone who may be able to persuade them.”
“Who?”
“The leader is Cyrus Pierce,” Larkin says.
Pierce.
Larkin smiles as I put the pieces together. “Warrick’s father.”
My jaw snaps open, and I look at Warrick. “What?”
His gaze goes down the alleyway toward the tall figure that remains barely visible. The cloaked man slips just out of sight, and Warrick slowly turns his head back in our direction.
“Can I speak with him?” I ask.
Larkin laughs. “You wouldn’t be able to find him to do so. Their showing up will be a gamble that I’d never bet money on. Though he would probably love to speak with the Queen of Daramveer.”
“I like a challenge,” I add.
“Yeah, right. You’re delusional if you think Silas is going to let you find Cyrus alone.” Larkin nudges my shoulder.
I huff. “I never said anything about doing that alone.”
Silas hops down from the platform, joining us. “Why is it you all always talk about me?”
“Our favorite troublemaker wants to speak with Cyrus Pierce,” Larkin teases.
Silas’s lips form a thin line, and he glances at Warrick. “And who is the one who told her about Mr. Pierce?” Silas angles his head.
Warrick places both hands in his pockets and returns his gaze to us. “It’s hard to ignore his looming presence in the alleyways, Nastronde.” He tosses a look over his shoulder. “He heard everything. I noticed my father and a few others hidden in the shadows—listening—almost immediately.”
“Can’t say I’m surprised,” Silas replies.
Warrick nods, “They are still close.”
“I see,” Silas says.
“Maybe it’s time you finally speak to him, Silas,” Larkin says. “There’s no way he won’t expect you two wanting to talk privately.”
Silas remains quiet, and he dives into his own thoughts for a second. With what is coming, we could use anyone and everyone to assist, and having the army of Andorwood rebels could change everything.
“C’mon, you know we need them,”I think in my mind, and Silas cuts his eyes toward me.
“You are right,” he replies.
“Say that again.”
“You’re right,” he repeats.
“Music to my ears,” I smile.
