Chapter 26Desperately trying to ignore the butterflies in his stomach, Midnight waited with Tresilian, the pair of them pressed tightly into a niche in the stone wall. Voltaire and George stood with Tsillah, her hand clasped tightly by George as he nodded and smiled reassuringly at her. The truth of it is that none of us knew what the outcome will be if we’re caught.
It was Voltaire’s belief that they’d punished with confinement to their rooms, or at worse, in separate cells. But Midnight couldn’t help but think that his friend hadn’t seen Adam, or the way he was treated. That made him certain that the Atlanteans were far more ruthless than even Voltaire imagined.
From behind the broad frame of his lover, Midnight watched as Voltaire drew out and played once more with a strange set of ke
