Chapter 30Out of the village, Edison felt his skin crawl and he firmly banked down the anxiety that kept trying to control him. They were only halfway to the manor house when Gavril touched Edison’s arm and pointed.
“See that thick shrub? We need to stop a little before we reach it.”
“If you insist.” Edison couldn’t see any good reason for stopping, and the prickling sensation made him irritable. “Sorry. Bit preoccupied.”
“Don’t worry, I understand.”
His friend’s easy forgiveness served only to make Edison feel guiltier.
Gavril climbed down from the wagon as Edison brought it to a halt. He tugged at the shrubbery, and it parted wide enough for the wagon to pass through. “You go through, and I’ll hide the tracks. As far as we know, no one is aware of this entrance. Not even Lady Seren.
