#Chapter 477: The Impossible Palace

Nina “Are you coming or not, little wolf?” Luke and I shot each other an uneasy look as the man stood in front of us with his unlit lantern. “Where are you taking us?” I asked tentatively. The man huffed. “To the queen,” he said annoyedly. “And if you don’t hurry, we might be too late for your husband. The ritual only takes so long.” That was all the convincing I needed. Despite Luke’s worried glance, I followed the man out the door and back into the humid air. More onlookers had gathered now, intrigued by our sudden appearance, but I hardly noticed then with my thoughts churning so dizzyingly. I didn’t know where exactly we were going, but as long as it brought us closer to Enzo, then I would take whatever I could get. Over the next half hour, our silent guide threaded his way easily between lush tropical foliage without glancing back or slowing to match our clumsy foreign footsteps. I stumbled over tangled roots in an attempt to keep up, my skin caked with sweat