Blythe led the way, deep through jagged tunnels under the palace. It was a maze-like cave of some sort. I had so many questions. Mainly, how he could navigate through this place so well. Just what exactly has he been doing here? He obviously isn’t the helpless sacrifice he’s portraying.
“It’s an old tunnel used to transport trash and unwanted items. It all goes back to the furnace. No one uses it anymore.” He answers without me asking.
It was dark here and festering hot. Not the heat I’m used to above ground but sickeningly hot to the point that it almost burned. Even to a Sunwalker’s standards. It was no wonder it’s abandoned. No Nightborne would ever come here. They prefer the cold and wet.
We crept silently with Blythe carrying a torch and lighting the way. There was no sign of lif
