Escaping the power-robbing citadel had taken nearly all of what Helean managed to mask from her captor’s spells. She’d been able to slow time for only ten minutes. It was enough to get her out.
From the main road, she ran three ways into the woods, stopping twenty feet away each time before scaling a tree and backtracking. She lulled the squirrels into a trance. She covered them in her own blood, sending them along the path of her tracks.
Now her final trick: boarding the great eagle to flee. The high king would know their treachery. They would die.
From the main road, she ran three ways into the woods, stopping twenty feet away each time before scaling a tree and backtracking. She lulled the squirrels into a trance. She covered them in her own blood, sending them along the path of her tracks.
Now her final trick: boarding the great eagle to flee. The high king would know their treachery. They would die.
