“Notice here,” Nevaeh pointed as she spoke, making sure everyone understood, “the Order of the Sabaton’s rounded cross insignias are spread throughout the room. Since these tiles are also right here by the entrance, and nothing happened to us when we first walked out, I think it’s a safe bet that these are the copper plates that we can walk on to get out of here.”
Yet, if her inference was wrong, someone else could fall through the floor and be spiked to death in the oubliette below. Levi and Sébastien just happened to be lucky enough not to be fatally stabbed to death. Well, Sébastien wasn’t too lucky; although, having been shish-kabobbed for the Lycan prince ended up being some sort of naughty boy experience, so Nevaeh was pretty sure neither of them hated the oubliette that mu
