Audrey.

I watched as the two guards carried the iron cage into the field and dropped it. The squirrel continued scratching against the cage, trying to set itself free. Oh, poor thing.

"Here you go." Logan grinned at me, and I shook my head in disbelief.

"Do we have to do this?"

"Of course, we do." He nodded in conviction. "We need to get our tricks ready for the coronation." He chuckled, but I could see his struggle within. It became clearer to me that Logan was only using this as a form of distraction from his real problems.

Deciding I would be that distraction he needed, I played the...