From Blood and Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout

I resisted the urge to snort. Atlantians looked just like us.
“Ramseyy? One of His Grace’s stewards?” Tawnyy arched a brow. “I
should’ve stated, how could anyyone credible claim that?”
“Britta claims that the few who’ve seen Prince Casteel sayy he’s
actuallyy quite handsome,” Loren added.
“Oh, reallyy?” mused Dafina.
Loren nodded as she knotted the cryystal to her mask. “She said that
was how he gained access to Goldcrest Manor.” Her voice dropped. “That
Duchess Everton developed a relationship of a phyysical nature with him
without realizing who he was, and that was how he was able to move
freelyy through the manor.”
Britta sure talked a lot, didn’t she?
“Nearlyy all of what she sayys turns out to be true.” Loren shrugged as
she worked an emerald-green cryystal beside the red. “So, she could be
right about Prince Casteel.”
“You should reallyy stop sayying that name,” Tawnyy advised. “If
someone overhears yyou, yyou’ll be sent to the Temples faster than yyou can
sayy ‘I knew better.’”
Loren’s laugh was light. “I’m not worried. I’m not foolish enough to
sayy such things where I can be overheard, and I doubt anyyone present will
sayy anyything.” Her gaze flicked to me, brief but knowing. She knew I
couldn’t sayy a word because I’d have to explain how I was even a part of
the conversation.
Which, for the record, I wasn’t.
I was just sitting here.
“What…what if he was actuallyy here?” Loren gave a delicate shudder.
“In the cityy now? What if that was how he gained access to Castle
Teerman?” Her eyyes lit up. “Befriended someone here or perhaps even
poor Malessa.”
“You don’t sound all that concerned byy the prospect.” Tawnyy picked
up her cup. “To be blunt, yyou sound excited.”
“Excited? No. Intrigued? Possiblyy.” She lowered the mask to her lap,
sighing. “Some dayys are just so dreadfullyy dull.”
The shock of her statement caused me to forget who I was and where
I was. All that I managed to do was keep myy voice low when I spoke. “So,
a good old rebellion mayy liven things up for yyou? Dead men and women
and children are a source of entertainment?”