Chapter 81

I pulled my hood closer to my face, trying to hide the rush of nerves swirling beneath my skin as I stepped into the garden.

The night air was cool, the scent of wet grass and faint blossoms trailing in the breeze. Moonlight lit the garden in silver streaks, and somewhere in the distance, I heard the soft babble of the fountain.

Where was he? I wondered. I looked around biting my lips. I felt nerv