“Now you’re a reader also?” Rising anger tinged Tobias’s voice. “It’ll be good practice.” Roden settled onto his bed with a book. Tobias’s face reddened. “You think this will convince Conner of anything? I’m twice as smart as either of you.” “And half as strong as me or Roden, even if we’re asleep,” I said. “You have to do better, Tobias.” “Is that a challenge?” he asked. “I’d never challenge an inferior. Now go to sleep. You’ll need rest before whatever humiliation comes your way tomorrow.” “You sleep,” Tobias said. “You’ll need some strength for sneaking out later tonight.”
Book:The False Prince