Declan took a long, deep breath, his knees feeling heavy under him as he walked to Elyssa’s chamber. He was about to take the biggest risk in his life. A risk that might get him executed. But it was for the best.
As he ventured further, he kept turning, looking back as though someone was following him. Beads of sweat were popping and breath was heavy from his nostrils.
On reaching the chamber door and seeing the guards flanking on both sides of it, he managed to put on a serious demeanour, hiding any trace of suspicion and fear in him.
“Give me the keys,” he said, keeping a straight face. “You can go, I’ll take it from here.”
As though they rehearsed it, the guards first glanced at each other, their eyebrows quirked questioningly before shooting Declan with the same look.
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