I dropped to the floor, rolling under the pedestal. The arrows hissed through the air where my head had been a second ago. They hit the wooden shelves with a loud *thwack*, the silver tips glowing with a deadly light.
I stayed on the floor, my heart thumping. "Traps. He wasn't lying."
I stood up slowly, my eyes scanning the floor and walls. Now that I was looking for them, I could see the tiny wires and the hidden holes in the masonry. Kael had sent me into a death trap. He wanted to see if I was fast enough, or if the silver would take me down.
I reached for the book again, more carefully this time. I grabbed the white leather. It felt warm to the touch—not cold like the rest of the room. As soon as my fingers brushed the silver sun, a shock of energy ran up my arm.
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