* * *
Evelyn’s thoughts raced as Omar guided her up the stairs to King Garren’s chambers. She thought about trying to escape his grasp, but with her brother still bound in the dungeon, she didn’t dare do anything rash. They’d only take out their anger on Bertie if she did.
Bertie. Her heart ached at the thought of him. That he’d been caught trying to visit the tower only made matters a thousand times worse. She shouldn’t have mentioned to her brother that she wanted to visit the tower. No doubt that’s why Bertie had returned there—either looking for her or concerned for the prince on her behalf.
Too soon Omar pounded on the wooden door to King Garren’s chambers. As she’d anticipated, her grandfather was furious about being awakened. He threw open the door and blinked at them in the sudden light from the torch Omar still carried.
“What are you doing with my granddaughter?” The king, to Evelyn’s relief, directed his initial anger at Omar.
“The prisoner has escaped.”
“Escaped! Did you sound the alarm?”
“I caught these two helping him escape.”
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