“Whatever, it’s better than your plan of going out the front door.”
“My plan involves stealing horses to get us to the border faster.”
“So we’ll walk. It’ll be fine.” Brea followed Alona down to the kitchen, keeping her head down in case they ran into anyone who might recognize her out of her usual attire of the simple dresses her aunt despised.
“Everyone is focused on the queen’s concert tonight.” Alona looked over her shoulder as they scurried past the kitchens. No one gave them a second look.
Alona slipped through the concealed door to the dungeons, and Brea followed close behind, murmuring the words to close the door behind them. With Cait’s guidance, Brea found Gelsi magic much easier to use than her Eldur magic.
Just like last time, Brea barged into the underground prison. “Huns
