“She’ll believe us,” Silene says confidently. I’m surprised by Silene’s sureness. I think Laurel will believe us, but I would be lying to myself if I said I wasn’t nervous about it. Regardless, I nod my head in agreement with Silene, projecting confidence.

We pass the rest of the hour in nervous silence. Just before the time is up, Silene takes a small sip from the vial Laurel gave her, but she doesn’t drain it. Saff walks in alone, the silent male only gesturing for us to accompany him outside. We do, then follow him through the town to a large and seemingly abandoned manor. As we enter, I keep my attention alert for any clues about whether this might be a headquarters for the rebellion, eager to provide Laurel with the information. We’re led up a creaking staircase to what once was a massive ballroom. Hundreds of people have gathered inside, dressed in everything from the simple clothes of villagers to the fighting leathers of soldiers.

Krantz stands atop a makeshift stage, then clears his throat before projecting loudly to the crowd. “Sons and Daughters, for too long we have been isolated in this kingdom, cut off from the rest of the world, while the Witch Queen decides who comes and who goes. What’s more, the very magic of our land is being drained by her Blood Magic. Our thayar blooms decline with every passing year. All because of the selfish ways of our so-called Queen.”

Silene looks at me, confusion crossing her features. “Did you know that?” I shake my head discreetly.

Krantz continues. “We will not be kept prisoner in these lands any longer! Today, we strike a blow at the people who continue to believe her lies and profit from her deception. Merchants who have access to the flower to power their businesses, all while we struggle to get by as we once did. We’ll destroy their vile and corrupt district!”

The people in the room cheer loudly as I study them. I wasn’t aware thayar blooms were declining in Thayaria. That information paints these people in a new light, and I wonder why Laurel kept this from us. From me. The rebels’ fears make a lot more sense, and this situation is more dangerous than I realized.

Krantz lets the roar from the room peak and then dissipate before he continues. “And while they’re busy defending our attack, the Crown Prince of Velmara, the Shining Prince himself, will aid us in a covert operation to steal a supply of thayar from right under their noses. Even Velmara recognizes the righteousness of our cause and aligns with us!”