“Let us talk somewhere else,” said the High Emperor.
Jake shut the book, almost unwillingly and thrust it inside his robes. As his eyes met the elf’s, he gestured towards the door with utmost civility.
“Please come with me. These walls are not good at keeping secrets.” The High Emperor smiled at Emily and led the way. With a wave of his hand he forbid his personal rangers from accompanying them and crossed the narrow corridor which was lit with firefly jars hanging from the walls.
They followed the elven Royal to a winding stone staircase which was strangely wide enough to allow a whole group of elves to climb together. Jake felt curious about their destination but stifled his questions for the present moment. Emily too felt uncertain about the elf’s motives and kept her hand on the bow
