Chapter Sixteen
A RUSH OF FOOTSTEPS thumped along the bridge. Still, it took several minutes before we could see anyone step out from the gate.
The first form I could make out came from the Anna as he sped his way over towards the three of us. A small crowd spilled out after him, Luca among them, seemingly unharmed as far as I could tell—because of course while my imagination was filled with visions of him putting himself in danger, in reality he was absolutely fine. Of course.
He was a legend too, wasn’t he? Maybe I should have trusted him to know how to handle the House of Anna...but I couldn’t regret going after him. Not when I had no way of knowing for sure. And not when my inaction would apparently have let Matten get away with everything.
Oddly enough, Elissa scurried along behin
