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I have never been a tiny waif of a creature, but my frame was still much smaller than Finn’s or Liam’s.
Even so, as we traveled down the rock staircase, it seemed like there wasn’t enough width to the steps to keep me from toppling sideways and into the darkness. The shadows cast by the sun distorted the shape of the black rock below my feet. I tried to find the slanting shadows comforting, promising myself there was really more stone to the steps than I could see.
Then I placed my heel too close to the edge.
I swayed, and panic rushed through every nerve in my body.
“Ena!” Finn rammed his arm into my shoulder, slamming me against the solid wall.
“Are you all right?” Liam tried to look back but couldn’t turn enough to see me.
“I’m fine.” My voice came out too high. I took a deep
