Chapter 46

Witze’s gaze dropped to Nick, and his face and eyes softened. “It’ll be all right.” He looked back at the chancellor, expression steeling. “I’m going with you. Those are the regulations.”

They left the building. Nick was hauled, stumbling and staggering, into the sanctuary and up to one of the solitary shacks. The wind whipped along the treetops, and rain was coming down steadily. The last thing Nick saw before he was shoved into the shack and the door was slammed shut was the chancellor smiling and his face warping into its true form.