CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
My pulse quickened as I whipped my head up to Duncan’s astonished face. “William?”
He swallowed a lump in his throat and stiffened his jaw. “We’ll come right away.” The hawk nodded and flew higher before he disappeared in the direction of the castle.
I grasped Duncan’s arm with my trembling hands. “You think it could be him?”
Duncan grasped one of my hands and turned his focus to where Arthur had vanished. “Let’s go see.”
We hurried after the hawk, more sprinting than walking. The puppy hurried after us, yapping in glee as he ducked and dodged the forest that sprang up in Percy’s part of the pentagram. We made good time and soon found ourselves within sight of the castle, though at that point I was winded.
“How am I tired without a body?” I commented as my
