Chapter 19
The sweetness of fresh air wafted over them as they crept past the opening to the outside. The door was smaller than normal and set two feet off the ground as though the people entering and leaving the tunnels hadn’t been a consideration in their construction. Shadows of soldiers blocked their view of the street beyond, swords drawing long lines at their sides. Maggie held her breath and tiptoed until the light faded from view.
Bertrand stayed in front of her, moving silently through the darkness. He glared back at Maggie as her dress swished with every step.
“I don’t know what you want me to do,” she whispered. “You’re the one who picked this monstrosity.”
“Fair enough.”
The tunnel swept downhill. The air gained moisture as the corridor became narrower and any pretense of
