Meanwhile, Cecelia:
Cecelia stood near the back of the group. Her heart was pounding hard.
She scanned the crowd, her bright emerald eyes darting from one face to another, trying to spot someone.
(Where… where is Kael?) she thought, panic growing with every second.
But he wasn't there.
Without thinking, Cecelia turned and broke into a run, rushing down a narrow side tunnel.
"Kael!" she shouted, her voice echoing off the cold stone walls.
(Where the hell did you go?!).
She didn't care about the danger behind her. The fighting.
She was worried about him.
Her boots thudded against the stone floor as her pace quickened.
(Kael had disappeared just moments before the assassins attacked. That couldn't be a coincidence. )
(Why would he leave right before the ambush? Did he sense something? Or was he already in danger? Is he okay?)
But there was nothing.
She ran everywhere.
