Chapter 60
Annalise
Every shadow felt like a threat, every quiet rustle a potential guard ready to catch us. Sylus walked beside me, his movements surprisingly light and controlled for someone of his stature.
I didn’t trust him, not really, but he was my best—and possibly only—chance to see the forbidden room. A chance I couldn’t afford to lose.
He’d promised not to tell Dane or Cassian about this little excursion, claiming that “more mouths means more opinions.” I’d made it clear I didn’t want either of them involved, especially Dane. My stomach still churned with anger and dread whenever I even thought about him.
Truthfully, I was a specialist at sneaking around. Months—no, years—of trying to avoid the Princes whenever possible had taught me far more about this palace than they prob
