"I am bringing her back," Leroy declared, his voice rough beneath the mask. Then his eyes cut to Sylvia, burning through her hesitation. "You're coming with me."
He believed deeply that she would be there. Where else would she go?
Sylvia's breath caught. To the tunnels? Sylvia's eyes widened, panic and resolve colliding. She wanted to find the princess more than anything—but with the prince? He had not explained how he even knew of the hidden passageways. Had he found old blueprints? Or… how far had he already gone in those tunnels? How much did he find out?
Her chest tightened. She knew the princess wouldn't be hiding in the tunnels. But where would she have gone? She didn't know what to do, except that finding the princess was the only priority. She could guide him to the tunnels that led toward the city. From there… she would slip away to search on her own. Someone, anyone, must have seen Lorraine.
