Chapter 43

“As could I, my love. But not here. We need to find a way to escape. There mustbe a way. Let’s see what Voltaire has to say after breakfast.”

Breakfast was limited to Midnight and his friends, plus Lalia, who made no mention of the whereabouts of Tullia, Maximus, or any of the other Atlantean courtiers. Nor of Ferdinand and his henchman.

At the conclusion of the meal, Lalia stood up.

“You have been granted the honour of seeing our library. The Nisut-bity thought you may wish to spend some time there.”

“More like they want to know where we are and that we’re staying out of trouble.” Tresilian leaned close to Midnight to whisper in his ear and Midnight nodded.

“I agree.”

“Yes, of course, Lalia.” Voltaire stood. “We’d be delighted.”

“Excellent.” As Lalia started toward the door, another Atlantean came in and Lalia indicated her with a sweeping gesture. “This is Hunra-Tentamun. She will accompany us. She knows the library better than any other of us.”