CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
“How do we reach the upper dungeons?” Will questioned him.
Terve used a finger to point up at the ceiling. “Their dampness comes down these same walls. There is a set of stairs down the corridor and to the right. They will lead you up past the second floor and up to the lower levels of the city. Stay on the stairs or you will be sure to lose your way.”
My eyes widened. “Are we that low?”
Terve leaned his head back and closed his eyes. “The manilla is a maze of illusion. The only solid knowledge is that you will not become lost if you are able to retrace your steps.”
“Then we’ll be sure to follow your directions explicitly,” Will promised before he turned to leave.
I tugged on Will’s hand and nodded at Terve. “But what about him?”
Terve chuckled. “His Hig
