KODA'S POV
I held onto my grandfather, feeling the weight of everything crashing down around us. The broken plate lay scattered across the floor, ceramic pieces catching the morning light like fragments of my shattered world.
"What's your plan?" I asked him, pulling back to look into his weathered face. "You said you'd take Ayasha and Pavati under your wing. How?"
My grandfather wiped his eyes with the back of his hand. "I know there will be a red herring with your father's games. Adoption will be the first thing the contestants realize they have to do. But I know your father and Lord Thalen will find a way to make that be the downfall of at least some of them."
I frowned. "What do you mean?"