I had slept fitfully the rest of the night, going over every possible scenario in my head. I had the dream that I remembered, bits and pieces I mulled over as I tried to think of whichever way the halls went. If my mother was still sane, she more than likely knew how to escape the castle.
If I was going to escape the Prince tomorrow, no one would dare think of hunting for me in the castle. Everyone would be flooding the streets, tearing apart the town to find me; leaving here the safest place for me to hide. I just had to hinge my hope that the ‘distraction’ Adaron and Droe were coming up with did not hinge on kidnapping me. I needed to be by myself, free to roam the city.
I knew this city like the back of my hand, having ran over its rooftops, been in every alley, and seen every dirty c
