I pulled away from Torian, sweeping everything into the box. I had to make sure Valerius and his agents didn’t get ahold of what we’d found. Torian’s hand wrapped around my arm, gentle but firm. “It is too late, Anya. You must hide.” He pulled me away, shoving me behind a shelf as the doors opened.
Two hooded figures, just like the one I’d seen in the ballroom entered. Torian drew his sword completely. The blade hummed, radiating a protective blue light. My heart hammered in my chest, the sound deafening. Torian’s voice as he taunted the agents and his low, rumbling chuckle sounded far away. It was like being submerged under water trying to listen to someone above.
I clasped my hand over my mouth, trying not to make a sound. Trying not to give way to the fact I was here.
Torian moved
