The sound of my footsteps echoed off the marble walls as I walked through the grand hallways of the stone castle. My dress, a blend of purple and white, flowed behind me like a wave. Beside me, Marcus strode silently, his hand resting on the eagle-shaped pommel of his sword. I could feel his eyes on me, watchful and wary.
I'd been using this tour as an excuse to scout escape routes, but I was running out of places to "explore" without arousing suspicion. Still, I couldn't resist probing for more.
"Is there anything interesting down this hall?" I asked, trying to sound casual.
Marcus's lips twitched in amusement. "What else would you care to see? We've already covered the gardens, the ballrooms, and the best views from the stone castle. Unless you plan to enter the glass addition, there'
