Getting past the guards searching for them hadn't been easy at all. Leo and Cora crouched at the corner of a stall, peering out at a guard who held a sketch of their faces and showed it to passing townsfolk.
Leonardo felt an uneasy twist in his stomach.
The artist had captured their likeness almost all too well. Perhaps someone had been compelled to drop their features in the palace, because aside that, there was no way they could have known what they looked like.
Beside him, Cora tilted her head to get a better look at it, a hint of admiration in her eyes.
"Hey, I look good in that sketch."
"Can you lower your voice?" Leonardo hissed, glancing over his shoulder. The guard was still busy questioning random people, barely looking their way, to his relief. He then continued, "You'll get us caught before we even make it out of here. Just stay quiet for a moment."
