‘I’m not in any hurry to leave Camelot,’ he said now.
‘You can’t mean it!’ El started walking again, her mouth twisted in angry frustration.
‘Why are you in such a hurry? Why can’t you wait until Callie meets Lancelot? That’s why she’s here.’
‘She can’t meet him! She’ll die if she leaves the tower. That’s what it says in the legend.’
‘You don’t believe all that guff, do you? The woman probably stopped eating to punish Lancelot, and died of starvation rather than from a curse.’
‘It’s too much of a risk.’
‘Why don’t you bring Lancelot to the tower, then? Let him come to Callie instead?’
‘But … it’s even more of a risk if Callie actually meets him.’
‘You really believe there’s a curse on the tower?’
El flushed. ‘I hate this place!’ she burst out. ‘I don’t know what to think or how to
