21
As much as I would have loved going directly to the underworld to take Anasztaz out, I knew it was way too late and everyone was tired. So, we went back to camp.
With the red alchemists.
At first, the warriors who had been guarding the perimeter attacked us, but once they saw me, Kane, and the others, they lowered their weapons.
Though the expression on their faces told me they were utterly confused.
Me too, I wanted to tell them. Me too.
The rest of the tziganes didn’t react well either. They gathered in the center of the camp, practically cowering, asking why they were here.
“Don’t worry,” I told them all, hoping they would let this one go. “They won’t harm anyone. We have a spell in place, and they can’t break it.”
They didn’t look relieved or understanding, but they didn’t p
