The rebellion headquarters was in chaos.
News of the mysterious man who had single-handedly taken down a troop of royal guards and vanished into the city had spread like wildfire.
The rebels gathered around the dim-lit chamber where Lio stood with a grim expression.
Amari sat beside him, wringing her hands as the whispers grew louder. She didn't need to ask—she knew it had to be Nova.
Her heart thumped painfully.
Lio turned to the group. "This is our moment. With the royal guards weakened and the queen distracted, we have the best shot we'll ever get at storming the imperial castle."
Amari stood.
"What about the man who took down the guards? He's not the enemy."
Lio shook his head.
"He's a distraction. One we'll use."
"He's not—"
She began, but stopped herself.
"I want to go check on him."
"No. We move at dawn. This is our only chance. You said you wanted change, right? Then come with us. Nova can handle himself."
Lio said firmly.
