Chapter 71
Annalise
The carriage rattled on, the confined space growing more suffocating by the minute. There were no windows, just four walls trapping me in a box with a dim, flickering light overhead. My sense of time was muddled, but I knew I’d been in here for over an hour—far too long. The gates weren’t supposed to be this far, not from where I had started.
Something was wrong. I could feel it deep in my bones.
I banged on the door, my fists making hollow thuds against the wood. "Driver!" I shouted. "How much longer? Why are we taking so long?"
No response.
It wasn’t the first time I’d asked, and it wasn’t the first time he ignored me. Anxiety clawed at my chest, my breathing turning shallow. I pressed my ear against the door, hoping for any sound, any clue. But there was nothin
