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As my sleep-deprived mind focused on the words, my heart started to pound a lot faster. I knew at once that this was worth the risk that I had taken.

The queen was sending a private message to the commander of the guards in Terlyth. It seemed like this was a response to a question the commander asked.

Follow them, she had written. We cannot let the monster escape Terlyth. You were unable to find another, so if you lose this one, you will lose your head with it.

The threat did not sound regal, but I expected nothing more from her.

There were no other words on the letter, no names or places that could be a clue.

I placed the letter back on the desk, just as I had found it.








Chapter 21: Kieran

“You should sit down,” I told Casja, trying to keep my voice low so that the prisoners around would not hear the tension in my tone. “You’ll make them worried.”

“Why haven’t they returned?” Casja asked. She stopped pacing around the small space between the beds and looked up.

“I don’t know,” I said.

“Lugh’s soldiers haven’t blasted in here through the portals to capture us,” Cari said. “That means they haven’t been caught.”

I was surprised by her calmness. She sat on Lord Petret’s desk, her back turned to us. I nodded and gestured at Casja to come and sit with me on Lord Tynan’s bed.

“Cari is right,” I said. “They are fine.”

“But why did he close the portal?” Casja said as she sat down.

“Perhaps he forgot,” I replied.

The prisoners were silently getting ready to leave. They did not seem to share our concerns for Gethin and Lord Tynan, but that was because they did not know the slight change to the plan.

Although all the windows had been barred to keep any light away from the prisoner area, I guessed the sun was slowly going up on the outside. The children were starting to wake up on their own. I did not know if the adults told the children what was going on, but they did not seem to share the excitement that was all over the prison. Their excitement was the usual kind, the type all children have despite the circumstances. They immediately started playing and running around the beds, their joyful laughter a direct contradiction to their surroundings.

“He wouldn’t,” Casja said. “Something happened.”

“Even so, there is nothing we can do to help them now,” Cari said. She kept staring ahead, although the desk was placed facing the wall and there was nothing she could see. “We have to wait.”

“We have to find a way to help them!” Casja said. “We can’t just sit around and wait...”

Cari did not reply as a coughing fit took over her. I wondered if she was slowly becoming sick due to the change in weather. Even if she was, she would have to wait for a bit longer to get the rest she would need.

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