NATE
She wasn't here. We were too late. I let out a groan of frustration, turning around to punch the wall. As my fist connected with the wall, I realized something.
The torch had come on when I walked towards the dungeon cell. She had to have been here. Someone had to have been here to have set up that kind of magic.
I glanced around, looking for any traces. George hurried down the staircase and looked around. My silence said it all.
"She's not here," he voiced it out.
"We're too late," I replied, my voice down. "They've moved. They know that this place has been compromised."
We returned to the palace where George filled my mother in on what had happened. I immediately went to the dungeon and brought out the man that Gemma and Leonard had caught the last time they had been at the Ob
