“Are we going to the portal?” Fern requested, wiping her forehead.

I nodded, my mouth all of a sudden dry and my coronary heart pounding in my chest. It’d been over an hour since my dad and mom left. They may very well be again any second.

“Sure. We now have to make it. Come on. Let’s go now.”

Fern and I grabbed the spindle because it sparkled within the solar and commenced to hold it towards the portal behind our home.

I prayed it was there like Kellan stated it will be. Replaying his voice in my head made me smile. His kiss. His contact. Every little thing about him replayed in my head like a slideshow.

It felt nice realizing I used to be going to avoid wasting us all. I had the spindle handy over as we deliberate to kill her.

We’d kill her, and … I didn’t know what.

What would occur? I couldn’t come again house to Mom. She’d know I took the spindle. Would she damage me? I wasn’t positive. I didn’t know the individual I known as Mom anymore.

Fern searched my face as we started to maneuver by way of the timber. “Are you okay?”

“I don’t know what’s gonna occur after this. My Mom isn’t somebody I can belief. I can’t come again house.”

She frowned because the twirling of the vortex hit my eardrums. “We’re virtually there,” I stated, stepping over overturned roots.

The nearer we acquired, the extra my coronary heart thumped. Fern giggled excitedly as we put the spindle subsequent to the vortex. “It’s enjoyable being a hero,” she stated.

I laughed on the similar time that Mom’s scream ripped by way of the woods.

“She’s coming.”

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Kellan

My head tilted to the facet, and I woke on the feeling of falling towards Ernest’s shoulder. My gaze felt hazy from sleep. I rubbed my eyes with the heels of my palms and regarded across the dungeon.

Ernest snored beside me, whereas a rat scurried excessive of my boot. I jerked my foot away, splashing the ankle-deep water round me.

Ernest jerked awake. “What’s it?”

“Only a rat,” I whispered. I couldn’t assist however preserve quiet and pay attention for any indicators of Deidamia. It’d been a quiet morning ready on Josephine. I had no thought of what time it was or if Deidamia was within the citadel.

I’d fallen asleep with the hope {that a} portal would open in entrance of me and Josephine would stroll out with the spindle. It hadn’t occurred, clearly. I used to be nonetheless sitting subsequent to a number of skeletons that had died at Deidamia’s hand.

“What time do you suppose it’s?”

Ernest regarded on the window on the other facet of the room. There have been thick bars trapping us inside, however by way of it, the solar regarded excessive within the sky.

“Noon,” he groaned, trying to face up.

I helped him to his ft and did the identical. My denims have been soaked from the leak down right here. I’d appreciated the hiding spot, but it surely smelled like rot and demise. I used to be able to get out. I used to be able to see my lady.

Feeling one thing in my pocket, I pulled out the image and ran my thumb over it. “Do you have got any mild?” I requested.

Ernest waved his hand and supplied a light-weight within the middle of his palm. I confirmed him the image.

“I discovered this in that diary upstairs.”

“It appears to be like like Deidamia and her mom. Perhaps a sister?”

I nodded, and shoved the image again into my pocket. “The chicken wished us to see it. I don’t know why, however he did.”

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