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I entered the hall, anger fuming. Anger at the wolves. At Garten. I passed some whispering guards.

“Ahem.” I coughed, nudging my way into the circle.

“Wilfred? Wilfred Longtreader?” A guard asked.

“He saved my life.” I said, thinking back many years.

“But longtreader.” Another guard said.

“Garten.” I whispered, barely under my breath.

“The whole family was wrong!”

“Whittle and Wilfred are good rabbits.” I yelled.

“No.” Another guard hollered. I was about to shout an angry retort when I heard a calm voice.

“Fleck?” It was Smalls.

“Humph.” I shoved my way out of the huddle of rabbits to join my friend.

“What happened?” Smalls asked.

“Decker’s Landing.” I said, sadness seeping in.

“It will not be so.” Smalls began.

“In the mended Wood.” I replied.

“I have to go,” Smalls said, nodding my way. I smiled, then raced to the Savory Den.

The Savory Den was large and warm. The clean wood tables were covered in red checkered tablecloths. Rabbits talked happily amongst each other. I pushed my way to some familiar rabbits from Kingston. The Blackstars.

“Your early. The citadel conference doesn’t start for another week.” I hinted.

“Lieutenant Cove!” Lord Blackstar exclaimed.

“Dad, we’re a week early.” Heyna said. Jabbing me with her elbow.

“Dad!” Cole exclaimed.

“Okay, okay.” Lord Blackstar said, laughing.

“Where’s Bastille?” Heyna asked.

“Harbone.” I whispered, snatching a bowl of delicious soup. Before I could eat, Pacer was walking up to me.

“Your on.” He said, motioning to the false wall.

“I’m still getting used to having you in charge.” I said, walking to the false wall.

“I’m here.” I calmly declared. No response.

“Uh, if there’s even a guard back there.” I said, knocking hard on the door.

“Pass code.” A sleepy voice called. I knocked several times. The door opened. Kyle.

“Where’s the guard!” I shouted, shaking Kyle.

“Asleep.” Kyle said.

“Who put you in charge?” I yelled.

“No one.” He said, rubbing his eyes.

“Go to bed you exasperated youngling.” I hollered.

“Sorry.”

“You better be.”

Kyle turned away, but not before I could see the look in his eyes.

“I’m sorry.” I whispered.

“I know. Today’s been hard.” Kyle said.

“You don’t have to listen to him.”

“He made me do it. I don’t want to, but I have to!” Kyle moaned.

“Do what you have to, Kyle.” I sighed, then took my position at the door.

“Kylen?” Kyle asked.

“Ha-ha. Nope, princeling.” Kyle grinned.

“Thanks for trusting me. I’ve sort of told Lord Rake, if that’s okay.”

“It’s fine.” Kyle waved, then walked into the Savory Den. I sighed.

Fleck knows about Kyle!! but he hopes he will make the right choice!!

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-Fleck