Wilfrin turned from where he"d been gazing over the city. From this height, I could see over the buildings and to the city walls, which were made of smooth black stone that would defy any attack or attempt to scale them.
"Where are we?" I asked. It looked like the roof of a Victorian building, complete with low wall around the top. But the asylum"s roof was sloped.
"The roof of the invisible annex. I see you"ve found it. And your pet came to you."
Sir Raleigh unleashed a low growl, which startled me into acknowledging the feeling of not-rightness.
"Yes, you can"t stop a guardian grimalkin with your silly rules."
Wilfrin snorted. "Silly rules, indeed, Your Highness. Can"t you see you"re in the middle of a grand game? You"ve been making your moves according to rules you can"t even sense
