Cole seemed to recognize that he couldn’t drag me all the way out of the palace alone. Instead, he took one quick look around the antechamber we had entered and then tugged me over to a slim door. Moving without hesitation, he yanked it open, thrusting me into the darkness inside. His shove had unbalanced me, and before I could recover, he had joined me, pulling the door closed and pinning me back against him.

The bite of metal on my neck stopped my struggles, and he leaned forward, breath heavy, to whisper in my ear. “If you make a sound, any sound, I will slit your throat. Don’t doubt me.” He sounded angry enough to mean it, too. “In fact,” he added, “if that door handle so much as rattles, you’ll be dead.” He clearly had not forgotten our earlier seemingly magical escape.

Sophie! Sophie! Has he hurt you? Where are you?

I swallowed and tried to form enough coherent thoughts to respond. He hasn’t hurt me—yet. But he’s threatening to kill me if anyone even approaches us. I don’t even know where we are. It’s very dark. And it feels small.

I could sense her confusion. You mean like a cupboard?

Yes! I must have been shaken indeed not to recognize our location myself. I think we might be in a cupboard. In the antechamber of the throne room. I suppose he’s hoping you’ll all assume he’s run for it.

Too bad for him we can talk.

Yes, except that now we’re at an impasse. If any of you try to come in here, he’ll kill me. I don’t much fancy having to wait and see which of the two of us faints of dehydration and exhaustion first.

We’ll call through the door, she suggested. Demand he hands you over.

No! If he realizes you know where we are, I really think he’ll kill me. You saw Dominic. I’m sure Cole thinks that the minute he loses hold of me as a hostage, he’s dead. I can easily imagine he’d want to take me down with him in that scenario.

What can we do then?

I don’t know. What’s happening out there? Oh wait! It sounds like some of the hubbub has died down, and I can actually hear you all. This cupboard must share a wall with the throne room, and you must be standing very close to us…

“Dominic.” I recognized Jon’s voice. “That was a well-timed arrival.”

Dominic growled, but only I could hear the question behind the sound.

“I heard…I heard that you can’t speak.” That was Lily. “But I’m guessing you want to go after Sophie, and you’re wondering where he might have taken her.”

Don’t forget, if I can hear you, Cole can too! I reminded her.

She ignored me, responding instead to Dominic who must have nodded, or something. “I don’t think it’s a good idea to go racing after them. I think Cole meant his threat.” A pause, and then she added, “Don’t look at me like that! I’m as worried for her as anyone.”

Can you hear me, Sophie? Dominic’s voice had never sounded so welcome in my mind. Don’t give up. I won’t rest until I find you and make him pay.

“We should go and consult those guards of yours,” said Lily. “I assume they can speak, at least.”

Cole’s armed tightened around us, the tip of his dagger nicking my skin as the sounds of the others moved away. His message was clear—for my sake, I had better hope they didn’t try searching this cupboard.

Can you hear us still, or are we far enough away? Lily asked me.

I can’t hear anything but general muffled noise.

Then I’m going to tell them where you are and what’s happening. It’s a good thing that Dominic of yours can’t speak, or I imagine he would be asking me some difficult questions about how I know so much.

I felt my face flush, a surprising reaction given my current circumstances. He’s not my Dominic. He dissolved our betrothal, remember?

She just laughed at me and then fell silent, presumably because she had started talking to Jon and Dominic. I pictured them all out there. Where was this going to end?

I bit my lip, trying not to swallow against the blade which had already broken my skin. Dominic didn’t seem sick, but then he hadn’t succumbed immediately the last time he had left the castle grounds either. It had taken more than a day despite his significant wounds. How long would it take the sickness to overwhelm him this time, when he had started off healthy and strong?

I tore my mind away from the thought, needing to focus on my immediate situation if I was going to escape alive. I breathed slowly, in and out, while I thought. After everything I had been through, both Dominic and Lily were a mere wall away. I refused to lose them both now.

“We can’t stay here forever,” I whispered as quietly as I could. “You know that.”

Cole tightened his grip, but kept the knife still. I breathed a little easier. He must recognize the truth of my words.

“If you let me go, you might have a chance of escaping on your own.”

I could feel his head shaking behind me. “Do you take me for a fool?” he breathed into my ear. “I saw how many guards that cursed prince brought with him. I just don’t understand where they came from!”

I stayed silent, equally mystified.

“I will not walk away with nothing now, after all this work, all this planning.”

“You would be walking away with your life.”

“Silence!”

He shook me slightly, and I felt a small biting pain and then a drop of blood running down my neck. I shut my mouth. I had pushed hard enough. Now that I had planted the seed, I needed to provide a spur.

Cole knows we can’t stay here forever, I projected to Lily. If you all come back over here and have a conversation that suggests there might be a free path for him to get us both out of here, I think he might take it. Only you’ll have to be extremely careful to keep everyone out of sight when we emerge. He’s going to be jumpy, and I’d rather not die just because he was startled.

Lily moaned. I do NOT like this situation.

Just get all the guards out and hide yourselves somewhere. I’ll have a better chance of getting away if we’re on the move than if we stay stuck in this cupboard.

Reluctantly she agreed, and I soon heard the group return.

“Look, we’re wasting time,” said Jon, sounding frustrated. “He could be anywhere by now. I’m dividing the guards into search parties and sending one to each floor. We’ll flush them out.”

“Don’t send all of them!” said Lily. “We can’t leave the throne room undefended.”

“Why not?” Jon sounded impatient and dismissive. “What’s he going to do, sneak back in and steal the throne? They’re clearly long gone from here, it’s about the one place in the palace we know they’re not.”

Dominic growled, a dark, threatening sound.

“See,” said Jon. “Dominic agrees with me.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, he could be saying anything!”

I could feel Cole’s tenseness behind me and knew he was listening to every word. I wanted to applaud their little charade.

“Dominic, leave off all that growling for half a minute and nod your head if you agree with me,” said Jon. There was a brief pause, and then, “See! I told you.”

“Men! Ugh! Fine, send out your search parties. I just want to find my sister.”

Their voices faded away again, and then we heard barked orders and the sound of many moving feet. A number of boots tramped through the antechamber, and both Cole and I held our breaths until the door closed and silence fell.

It stretched on and on, and I began to wonder if he would need another prompt. But finally, he stirred, prodding me forward. “We’re leaving,” he whispered. “Just don’t forget. One sound, and I slit your throat.”

I groped in the darkness for the door handle and managed to open it silently. We walked out slowly, Cole holding my back pressed hard against his chest, his knife unwavering. As expected, the antechamber was empty, both doors shut. He paused, which I hadn’t expected, and spun me around.

“Don’t try to run,” he warned. “You won’t get far.”

The gold cord was still tangled around one of my wrists, everything having happened too fast for me to bother removing it. He pulled it loose and commanded me to hold both hands in front of me. Placing his knife in his teeth, he quickly bound my wrists, before spinning me away from him again.

He placed a hand on my shoulder, and I felt the tip of the knife press into my back, between two ribs. “Don’t worry, Princess,” he whispered. “I know what I’m doing with this thing. Your death will be no less inevitable, it will just be considerably slower.”

I swallowed, but relayed the news to Lily in my mind. Hopefully this would make my rescue easier.

We’re in here, out of sight, she told me. We’re ready.

Except when Cole pushed me roughly forward, he didn’t turn toward the door into the apparently empty throne room. Instead he propelled me to the door out into the corridor, and checked it quickly before thrusting me through into the passageway.

Lily! We’re not going into the throne room. He’s gone the other way.

My breathing hitched as I started to panic. This hadn’t been the plan. What would happen if we stumbled on some of the guards? I kept imagining I felt the pressure of the knife increasing.

Cole pushed me down the corridor and into another. I didn’t recognize the route and had no idea where we were heading. We saw one group of guards, far in the distance, and Cole pulled me back, pressing me against the wall until they disappeared in the opposite direction. He became a little more confident after that, pushing me forward at a faster pace.

I had been keeping Lily informed of our progress, but she seemed almost as panicked as me, scrambling now to get into place for another plan. Finally, we reached a small door that looked like it might lead outside. Cole directed me to open it, and I did so awkwardly, due to my bound hands.

I pushed the door, and it flung open faster than I had expected. A flash of brown and red filled my vision and then something jerked me forward and flung me to the ground.

I fell, only just managing to twist my bound hands into a position to take the brunt of my landing. A familiar roar sounded as I rolled onto my back in time to see Dominic lift Cole completely off his feet. He shook him, roaring again.

But Cole still held the knife, and rays from the dying sun reflected off the blade as he lifted it over his head.

“Dominic!” I screamed, struggling to push myself up.

His eyes flashed up and saw the danger, and he flung Cole away from him with all his strength. He landed against a wall, hard, and fell to the ground. He lay there, still, his body bent at an unnatural angle.

I slumped back against the ground and closed my eyes. I expected to feel hands helping me to my feet, but instead I heard a loud thump. My eyes flew open, and I saw Dominic crumpled in the dirt a short distance away from me.