Misa didn't know what to expect when she made her way down the secret staircase. At the very worst, she thought she'd see Leira and Brin chained up like dogs in tattered rags and bruises and cuts colouring their skin.
She shook the thought away. It wouldn't do her any good to panic over it. Not when Nisha was right behind her like a shadow, a dark entity that would devour her if she wasn't quick on her feet.
They didn't have any conversations on their way, much to Misa's relief. Nisha's talk of freedom and power, her offer to break Misa's bonds to Rithian were too much to deal with. It didn't sit well with Misa. Not at all.
When Misa finally reached the floor, Nisha pushed past her to lead her through what looked to be a tunnel. The air was cold, damp, and musty. Misa felt a familiar su
