Chapter 25
RYN POV The afternoon hours had passed in a blur as I showed Riv the rest of the intricate cavern system that made up the Veil. Not that we could go farther up, as that was the passage system that lead to the aboveground entrance and constantly changed patterns thanks to a magic spell. The large, communal gathering space buzzed with the low hum of evening. The scent of roasting root vegetables and cooked meat lingered in the air, carried on a slow draft that curled through the torches. Riv walked beside me as we joined the line for the evening meal, his presence drawing stares from nearly every corner of the room. Some rebels nudged each other. Others avoided looking directly at him. And one—Thalen—watched us like he wanted to burn holes through both of our skulls. I didn’t flinch u
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