Book 14: One-Way Ticket

Soren

Something’s off.

I yank against the knots, ignoring the pain in my body. I have to give credit where credit is due, I suppose, seeing as the two women who tied me up did a fine job of it. I hear a door close and water running, then make my move. Maeve thinks she has the upper hand because she’s a princess, because she’s a witch, but I know she’s more powerful than how she’s acted so far, and that makes me nervous.

She could have bound me here using those powers. She could put a ring of fire around me, preventing me from escaping, but she didn’t. There’s something about the moonstone that’s not sitting well with me now, which means I need to go get it before she does.

I yank on the ropes until they loosen just a touch, then slam my weight into the chair several times until it starts to break. I grit my teeth, praying that she’s showering and taking her time with it instead of, I don’t know, washing my blood from her hands. Another jerk a