Chapter 18. Celeste

Medusa’s POV

“Stand behind me.”

My heart was beating rapidly when there were three soft knocks on the iron door, my mind conjuring different scenarios of the royal guards finding us when they became more frantic.

Rhysand extinguished the oil lamps without any delay making the room ink dark, sliding his shirt on my body he covered himself with a robe.

I couldn’t see him but the way he was taking time reflected that he was listening to the heartbeats trying to identify the intruder.

He opened the door cautiously only to be greeted with a melodious voice. “Rhysand, they have sensed you, they will be here any minute, you need to hurry.”

My inhumane eyesight adjusting to the darkness perfectly made out the silhouette of a girl when Rhysand stepped aside letting her enter and without any questions trusted her.

My emerald pendant glowed softly indicating that we were in grave danger, whatever the woman was trying to convey was stark truth.