Allete laughed. “Just try not to get killed, Thomas.”
I tried to keep from glancing back at Torben because I needed to pay attention to where I was going considering I could run into one of Cathal’s men at any second. But it was difficult because I wanted to know he was okay. I could feel him through the unique bond we shared, but just barely.
We divided up into pairs, and I was with Freya. Back to back, we walked through the side streets of the castle grounds, watching for any signs of soldiers who had broken away from the main attack.
“You hear that?” Freya asked.
The clashing of swords and the shouts of men burst through the air. “Hard not to,” I said, trying not to worry about Torben. The worry didn’t last long because there were suddenly three of Cathal’s guards marching toward us
