And with her instinct for weakness, Sia said, “I do hope you aren’t waiting for Master Jared, Claudia.”
Claudia’s head shot up. “Why? Where is he?”
Sia rose and shrugged her small shoulders. “At the Academy, I believe. But I have heard rumors that he is in poor health.” She smiled icily. “Very poor.”
Claudia came forward till she was gripping the cold stones of the battlement. “If anything happens to Jared,” she hissed, “if you so much as touch a hair of his head I swear I’ll kill you myself before the Steel Wolves even get close.