Ruined - Amy Tintera Page 0,70

him to stop.

Felipe grabbed the sword and sank the blade into the warrior’s chest.

Cas’s eyes went wide as the warrior fell to the ground, his mouth forming silent words.

A female warrior lunged, easily blocking Felipe’s attack. She sliced her blade across his neck.

Cas screamed. A sob caught in his throat as he fell to the ground. Felipe’s blood pooled beneath his knees.

Someone grabbed him under the arms and he struggled against them, kicking his legs and trying to get back to the boy.

“Get him in there or I’ll slit his throat too!” the female warrior yelled.

Tears streamed down Cas’s face as a staff member gently tugged him into the wagon. He wiped a hand across his face as he scooted on his knees to the corner of the wagon, but a fresh wave of tears came.

People moved in all around him. Daniela sat beside him again. She put a hand on his arm, and he had to fight back another wave of tears.

He took in a shaky breath, glancing at the people around him.

“Please don’t anyone else do that,” he whispered.

Daniela patted his arm. “I’m sorry, Your Highness, but I think we’re all going to ignore that order.”

His cheeks burned as he wiped tears from them. His people were probably looking to him for leadership and strength, and he was weeping like a child.

He cleared his throat, turning his gaze to his feet. They began moving again, and Cas spent most of the morning and afternoon struggling to hear the chatter outside. He needed a plan, and an idea of their location, but the warriors gave no indication as to where they were going. The only hint he got was that they were “sticking to the road and staying clear of the river,” which he took to mean they were avoiding traveling through the heart of the jungle. It would have been very difficult with a wagon anyway.

He leaned his head back against the wood, noticing suddenly that every head in the wagon was turned in his direction. He straightened, giving them a curious look.

Daniela pointed to something across from him, and Cas leaned over so he could see what she was trying to show him.

A young woman in the back left corner had her hand braced against the side of the wagon. She tilted her hand forward, an entire wooden panel coming with her. She’d managed to free a large piece of the wood and was only keeping it in place with her hand. It was big enough for someone to squeeze through.

“They have us surrounded,” he said quietly.

“When we stop,” the girl whispered, her dark, tangled hair falling in her face. “They’re talking about stopping soon. Come to this side, and we’ll make a distraction.”

Cas hesitated. If he got caught, they’d kill him no matter who he was. But if he stayed, someone else would surely recognize him. If not on the road, then when they arrived.

The staff started making a path for him to crawl through.

“I shouldn’t leave you,” he said. “I don’t know where they’re taking you.”

Daniela shook her head. “You can’t stay. The king is dead. If they kill you too, what will happen to Lera? They will have won.”

Cas swallowed. He knew she was right, though guilt still nagged at him.

“Only if it seems safe,” he said, scooting forward. “If I get caught, they’ll know you distracted them so I could escape.” He wasn’t letting anyone else die for him today.

“I think you might get a few splinters in odd places,” the girl said as she squeezed next to him. She squinted at the small area he’d have to wedge himself through, then glanced over at him. She seemed to immediately remember to whom she was speaking, and her whole face flushed.

He laughed softly. She smiled through her embarrassment and ducked her head.

“What’s your name?” he asked quietly.

“Violet,” she said.

“Thank you, Violet.”

They rolled to a stop a few minutes later, a blast of fresh air blowing through the wagon as a warrior opened the door.

Daniela lurched forward, falling on a few people in the process.

“Sir?” she croaked, reaching for the warrior at the door. “I’m going to vomit.”

The warrior jumped back as she tumbled out of the wagon. Retching noises filled the air as she hit the ground. Another girl poured herself onto the ground and did the same.

Cas leaned forward, watching through a crack in the wood as two warriors dismounted their horses and walked to the back of the wagon to see