Chapter 28

• Gwen's POV
• Jason folded his arms, his eyes fixed on Rhysand with a distrustful glare. "Okay, Rhysand, we should get straight to the point. We've been scorched before by somebody we figured we could trust. For what reason would it be a good idea for us we trust you?" he addressed, his voice firm and unfaltering.
• Rhysand rested up against a close by tree, his casual disposition undisturbed by their absence of trust. "It makes sense to me, trust is difficult to find, particularly in the wake of being sold out. Be that as it may, I guarantee you, I have no devotion to Baron or his turned games," he expressed, his voice touched with a sprinkle of earnestness.