Chapter 68

I ducked down.

My pulse thundered in my ears. Had he seen me?

I waited, barely breathing.

Then I crept back to the window, lifting the curtain with two fingers.

Gone.

I grabbed my cloak and dagger, quietly unlocking the door and slipping into the hallway.

Voices echoed somewhere upstairs—laughter, maybe from one of the guards. I crept down the stairs again, this time sticking close to the walls.