It’s still dark when Camilla and I reach the Red Pyramid. We touch down at the top of the staircase. The front door is open.
“This is wrong,” I state. “This door shouldn’t be open until the artisans arrive at dawn.”
“Should we wait for them artisans, or at least get Kha?”
I remember the time I tried to help Kha cast the imprisonment spell. “There’s no need to fetch him. For this spell, the power is all in the ingredients.”
“This doesn’t feel right.”
“Agreed. We should go slowly.”
For the first time, I offer Camilla my hand. She laces her fingers with mine. Together, we step into the Great Temple Chamber. The room is empty. A stale scent hangs in the air. It takes a moment to adjust to the dim light.
That’s when I see them.
Dead bodies lie on the floor. Tools are strewn all around.
