Chapter 30 - A Gilded Cage

Essaerae and I had ducked behind a run-down store. I had to catch my breath. We minded what happened when Sellion was blindfolded, and Ersli cuffed and led him away.

"You've seriously never ran in your whole life?" Essaerae asked me in a disapproving way.

I placed a hand on my chest to track my heart beats. They slowed as I took deep breaths. "Think about it. How often do I need to run?"

"I would think a lot considering how many assassins have broken into the castle over the years."

"The last attack from the I'Rūttiné was four years ago."

"And the previous one was less than a year before that. My point exactly," Essaerae said. "Now that I think about it, it unsettles me that it's been four years since the last attack."

"Oh, I'Rūttiné-Jíngost tends to disappear for years at a time to plan their next attack along with their leader." I continued to track my breaths. I turned my attention to Sellion and Ersli when my heart rate returned to normal.