Chapter Fifteen
I FELT MY FEET DRAGGING as I trailed after the sentry, still astride his flying horse. The ruins started to blend into each other, becoming indistinguishable. I’d been on my feet for a long time, and it was taking its toll. Not that I’d be able to rest anytime soon—I still had a good, long march back to Tivoli to look forward to. Yay.
I passed another of the many ancient ruins surrounding me—and an arm grabbed me from behind, a hand covering my mouth. Yanked behind a crumbling building before I had time to feel anything other than an instinctive panic, the arms suddenly let me go. For a moment, my mind blanked.
Then Luca leaned past me, doing a quick survey of our environs, and everything came together. Him being here was logical, if I accepted the premise that he was co
