His fingers brushed her arm as he passed. The touch made a weight fall from her shoulders and for a moment she remembered what it was like for her heart to flutter just because the swordsman was near. She had to forcibly shove away the memory of the kiss they had shared in the palace. She reminded herself that they had come to meet Firetooth, the leader of the same people who had taken and tortured her with vile magic.
The reminder subdued her instantly. Her eyes hardening, she quickened her pace to keep up with Sir Dieren. Her heart raced with anticipation and fear as the knight hastened ahead of her. A lump formed in her throat when, behind her, Tebanis whispered that they had reached the target chamber.
A group of cloaked men and women gathered outside a series of stone and metal buil
