I move fast down the hall, Jackson at my heels, and I hope desperately that we’re lucky enough to evade the guards who prowl these halls at night. I mean, we haven’t had a problem with being attacked in our own Palace…ever? So the guards are few and far between. But still, we’ve got to move fast – because if they see us, they’re definitely going to tell my mom that I’m out of bed.
And I really, really want nothing more right now than a few stolen hours with Jackson.
My mate runs after me, shaming me a bit with his speed and his silence, and I can feel the joy pulsing through him as we go. He’s checking his steps, I know, to let me take the lead – but then again, I’m the one who knows where to go. When I get to the end of the hall I fling open a door and wave him through, whispering “to t
