Page 78 of Court of Claws


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Tears burned my eyes and now I let myself brush them aside, trying to clear my vision.

But after a few moments of stumbling in the dark, I realized there was only one way out–the way I had come in.

Any moment and Crescent would come around the grove of trees softly calling my name–or worse, Draven.

They would make me go back to the suite, back to that room.

I couldn’t. I just couldn’t.

“Psst!”

I whipped my head around, searching for the source of the sound.

“Psst, over here,” the voice came again, impatiently.

“Beks?” I squinted into the dark. “Is that you? I can’t see you.

“Come towards the wall,” the voice hissed. “Hurry up.”

I did as he instructed even though all I could see was blackness. My hand hit the wall and I felt cold stone.

“Down here. You’ll have to crouch. It’s a small one.”

I looked down and could just barely make out Beks’ dark head poking out from an opening.

“Am I going to fit in there?”

“You can stay here if you...”

But I was already on my knees, crawling through the grass as quickly as I could towards the opening. I saw a glimpse of light as Beks backed up hastily to make room for me and then I was pushing myself through a small square sized space in the stone that would have made me feel unpleasantly confined if it hadn’t opened right up into the familiar passageway I was growing used to.

I stood up, brushing grass and petals off my gown.

“You have impeccable timing, Beks. Spying on the garden party, were you?”

Beks shook his head and grinned. “No. I’m supposed to be in bed. But I went to see a friend first. And now she wants to see you.”

“A friend of yours? She wants to see me?” I hadn’t realized Beks had other friends he visited besides me via the passages. I felt oddly offended for a second. “Who is she?”

“You’ll see. You’ll like her, don’t worry. Come on.” He turned and started walking at a brisk pace.

“Exciting evening, wasn’t it?” I said conversationally, trying to clear my mind of the repugnant scene with Draven.

Maybe I could live in these passageways. I could sleep on that divan I had seen. Beks could bring me food.

I could sneak into other peoples’ apartments to bathe.

I could become a ghost, a phantom. No one would ever find me.

It was surprisingly appealing. So what if I never saw the sun again. The way things were going, I doubted I ever would.

“I never thought I’d get to see them.” Beks voice was filled with grisly excitement.

“See them? See what? The children, you mean?” I frowned. “I wouldn’t have thought anyone would be eager to see those things.”

“They’re legendary,” Beks said, in a voice filled with awe. “When I was younger, I thought Javer had made them up just to scare me.”

“Why would he do something like that?” I scowled to myself. “He’s supposed to be teaching you, not frightening you to death.”

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