Chapter 6
The room felt like a cold and silent abyss as Nahtaia waited for Oren. He said he had a tool for opening jars like the one she found herself trapped inside. She was antsy, waiting for his return.
Hoping for Oren? she thought. This situation’s gotten really bad, Nahtaia. Who’d have thought it?
Relief washed over her at the first sight of his glow as he came in through the window, but was quickly dammed up again when she heard Willeim’s harsh footsteps on the wooden floors. Oren heard them as well and immediately dropped to the floor to extinguish his light and get lost in the shadows once again.
Nahtaia turned toward the door when Willeim entered the room and shut it behind him. He made his way to the jar and grinned a crooked grin when he saw she was still there.
“Willeim Ma
