Amélie shivered as they finally broke through the trees, into the cleared ground around Caesar’s Camp. It was not cold, but something in this place felt as if she had walked over her own grave.
Every step brought them closer to the hill fort, and the sense of déjà vu was almost overwhelming. She had never been to this place, and yet…
There did not seem to be anyone else here, thankfully, but as they reached the base of the hill, there also did not seem to be any obvious way up the stone ramparts.
“Most of the entrances and tunnels are probably still closed up,” Leah mused as she came up beside her. “Not sure how much they let people walk around the dig. Do we just…walk around?”
“I don’t have a better idea,” Amélie admitted reluctantly. “I had hoped…it would be obvious.”
Leah nodded as
