Chapter Thirty-ThreeNyla sprang to her feet, Stone in hand, eyes fixed on the door. The approaching voices were louder than before. “Uncle! What do we do?”
“Come. Quickly.” Mizar, getting a hand up from Davin, hurried to an ornate tapestry covering a large section of wall. Nyla hurried to catch up, as did Kelia.
Davin gathered up his belongings from the floor, threw them back in his satchel, and joined them. “What's the rush? What did you see?” He eyed each of them in turn.
Mizar pulled a heavy fold of cloth back from the wall, reaching his arm behind it. “Got it.” With an audible click, a hidden door swung open several inches. “Davin, Nyla, get inside, now.”
Nyla eyed her mother, panic lacing her voice. “Mama… come with me.”
“There's no time, duma.” Kelia's calm tone could not mask t
