Chapter 133. Help

SALLIE

I put on a pair of pants I found in the closet and a loose shirt because it was easier to run away in comfortable clothes than in a cumbersome tight dress. I put my hair up, took one of the daggers from his pocket, and waited.

Larry stood near the door. Nothing happened, just the shattering silence of something that had not yet arrived. Gustav was nowhere to be heard. We had to wait; we had no choice.

My words were true, even if perhaps neither the king nor the queen wanted to believe them. What had happened to my husband and the sect of fanatics was true.

Remembering this, I tightened my muscles again in fear of those terrible scenes. The image of Cadde, with blurred eyes, trying to grab me with his clumsy hands and shouting curses. He was possessed by something I did not quite understand; his face looked different, and he seemed hypnotized. His depraved smile gave me the warning that nothing would be right. He would cut off two of my fingers first; t