Chapter 29
Twenty-Nine “Dammit!” I cry out. I’m running so fast I almost trip over my own feet as I try to stop. Dash grabs onto my arm and tugs me back. “Into the palace,” I pant. “We don’t have … a choice now. We can hide … somewhere inside.” There are open doors and archways all across the ground floor, and it’s far too easy to race into the palace. It’s a trap, of course. We’re running into an elaborate, lavishly decorated trap. Because once all the doors and windows are sealed off—and I have no doubt the king can do that in a matter of seconds with the aid of magic—we’ll have nowhere else to go. Except … I stop running halfway across a portrait-lined hallway, and Dash almost collides with me. “What?” he asks. “What’s wrong.” “There’s a way out.” “Where?” Zed asks. “It’s—wait. Come on.” At
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