My knees hit the ground with a hard crack, but I didn’t have time to cry as Phoebe dragged me across the snow-covered ground and into the forest ahead.
The embassy bordered both Nox and Rouke, but we were heading into Nox territory. We were heading into a part of the forest I heard dangerous stories about.
The dead night was cold. Snow was falling faster than my eye could see. The ground was icy and slick in places. I was stumbling behind Phoebe with every staggering step. I’m glad I ditched my heels, but my feet were suffering from the forest floor.
Phoebe’s grip on me didn’t let go, not even as I heard the sounds of battle grow fainter and fainter behind us. I barely saw what was ahead of us. My night vision always sucked, and the snow made it worse.
“Where are you taking me?” I finally asked when she pulled me down a steep slope. I didn’t know this part of Nox, but Phoebe must have.