We walked for five hours almost completely in silence. Ash led the way through the darkest parts of the forest. I followed behind, moving as quietly as I could, listening for every snapping twig and rustling leaf. Kael walked behind me, close enough that I could hear his breathing. Despite whatever had been bothering him earlier, he was completely focused now. As dawn came, Ash raised his fist. We stopped immediately. He pointed ahead, and through the trees, I saw it. The fortress. It wasn’t a big castle like I imagined. It was a three-story mill, made of stone and wood, surrounded by a wooden fence. Guards walked along the walls. Lights lit the place. And at the east side, just as the prisoner had described, a smaller entrance for supply deliveries. We carefully moved to a rocky

