Chapter Six
Echo
Echo scuttled to the end of the block opposite the Manor and turned back, biting her lip. The Manor itself was heavily warded enough that it was indistinguishable from the street, blending in with the other buildings in a way that simply diverted the onlooker’s attention. It was a clever spell, well cast enough that Echo couldn’t quite look at the Manor though she’d only just left.
She watched the spot she assumed the Manor to be in guiltily, waiting for the inevitable. Rhys emerged a minute later, looking around with a bewildered expression. Echo had thrown on a cloaking spell of her own, one of the very few spells she knew by heart, and though Rhys might feel her presence nearby, he wouldn’t be able to lay eyes on her.
She watched him with no little bemusement as he
