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As I pull my clean hands out of the basin, my eyes fall on the now reddened water. Visha’s blood.
Wylan. Wylan. Wylan.
I squeeze my eyes tight, reminding myself what I need to do. Again and again, before I can think of anything other than the blood and what it means.
Wylan. Wylan. Wylan.
Taking a deep breath, I reach down and feel for my shadows. They immediately roar to life inside me.
Opening my eyes, I watch them coil around my hands and move upward to brush against my cheek as if trying to soothe me.
It helps. I don’t know why or how, but it does, centering me and allowing me to move ahead with what I must do.
“Do you know how to get out of here?” I ask him while forming more and more shadows around me.
“I wish I could. I wish I could get you out?—”
“No. I mean, do you know how to get out of the palace? Do you know your way out?” The palace is a colossal maze that many could get lost in.
“Yes, I know my way out. But it doesn’t matter. The bars on this cell alone make sure I can’t use my abilities or leave. That is without the many guards guarding the only exit I know.”
I ignore the part about the guards, having a plan for that, but my stomach drops when I realize what he means about the bars.
“The cell has a blood spell on it?”
The cell next to me goes completely silent. “How do you know what a blood spell is?” he asks.
I hear him rise to his feet, and I glance to the wall he’s behind, narrowing my eyes on it when my shadows move toward it as if reading my mind.
“Did they place it on the entire cell or just the bars?” I ask.
“Just the bars, but it doesn’t matter because it also stops me from using my abilities. Now that I have answered your questions, I’d like to know how you know about any of this.”
“Stand back,” I order as my shadows continue to build around me.
“What—”
“Move away from the wall between us. Now!”
I hear the quick movement of feet just as I let go, and my shadows slam into the wall, destroying it and leaving nothing but crumbling, destroyed brick.
The dust starts to clear as a man around my age with shoulder-length dark brown hair and dark brown eyes steps over the debris. But as he attempts to move closer, I turn, pulling my shadows back before pushing them out toward my cell door, ripping it from its hinges and throwing it to the side.
Wylan stumbles into my cell, his eyes wide. “How?” He glances around at the destruction and then back at my shadows as I pull them back into me.
“I thought… you’re a Sidus, Seren.” Glancing at my face, he searches it for something but only frowns.
“I know you have questions, and maybe one day I’ll get to answer them, but for now, I need you to trust me. You have no reason to?—”
“I do,” he says with absolute certainty.
I pause and search his eyes, seeing it there too before nodding.
“You said we are family?” I ask.
“We are,” he says without question.
“Then keep my secret. For it will only get us both killed.”
