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“I don’t see any sort ofdefeated
“If it was a fail-safe for breaking into the castle, it wouldn’t be right next to it, or too obvious It see for some sort of switch They wouldn’t want it easily accessible in case of an attack," I point out without glancing up, too busy withevery book, knick-knack, and crevice, but keep co up empty handed
Gerwyn followsbehind the canvases on the walls I move on to the last piece of furniture, which is an ornate cabinet that e when I realize it’s locked I’ic and send a jolt of ice through the lock When that fails, I use the jewelry box I found earlier to sh to let me open the door The inside is lined with intricate silver swords and daggers A fes and quivers of plumed arrows are tucked into an indention in the doors Clearly these are not weapons of war
Ripping them out one by one, I throw the pops out at me, I run my hands slowly over the black lined interior I’ to stick my han
ds in dark corners of abandoned furniture, but desperate times and all that
Elation and relief floodjust under the top shelf As ive it a push until it lets out a click The clink of metal tells me I’ve found our mark I look over to the door in ti spots andon the other side
Gerwyn grabs h the doorway “Just in case it doesn’t last,” he points out As soon as we step through, Jacob pulls , and I squeeze back harder when I realize he’s shaking
“Bella," his voice sounds hushed and fearful, and I ilance around, expecting to find the fae who cursed ourtowards us The specter would be soif it weren’t for the lack of facial features, just a void in its place
“Fear not, that is not an angry spirit It won’t be able to co voice eases some ofout of lides by and I holdit to turn toward us and attack Can spirits even attack? I shudder at the thought and push it away, not wanting to think about it any longer
“That was the scariest freaking thing I have ever seen I think I just peed my pants," Jacob whispers, unable to be serious even after seeing a ghost face to face I give a weak chuckle, but that’s all I canoverti and I pray to the Gods that we don’t ry one
“Well, we survived, didn’t we? Let’s uys," I say in a shaky, false confident voice “Wait, how did Jacob see it?”
“Jacob’s fae side is a product of your ht affinity to all of your abilities, though much weaker Only tih Faerie works in mysterious ways”
We continue down the barren, stone hallway, our heads pivoting like owls as we pass each open doorway I’host or a trap, but we’re all re wasn’t only sadistic, but also cunning, and I have a feeling we haven’t seen anything yet
Chapter 6
“We should probably just find a suite for the night I fully suggest we stay together," I announce after we turned dohat feels like the ritty tired feeling The tension fro day are finally taking a toll… I’m beyond exhausted