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Page 38 of A Broken Promise (the Freckled Fate #1)

38

GIDEON

“ L ast chance to back out.” I shook Kaius’s hand as he opened the door to the carriage. He laughed as he squeezed my hand back.

“You could only wish.” He confidently smiled, buttoning up his brown vest, his invitation hidden well in his pocket. “Tell Ophelia I’ll be back by dinner.”

“Good luck, my friend.” I patted him on his shoulder and watched the carriage depart.

The sky was layered with thick, heavy clouds. Dark and gloomy. Not even a star or a ray of silver moon getting through them but the air—the air was cold and crisp, filled with anticipation. As if it too was aware of what we were planning tonight.

“Xentar didn’t disappoint.” Zora snuck to me from the shadows of a townhome, also watching as more clouds bunched up together—courtesy of Xentar. Dressed in all black, she was like a shadow herself, moving quickly and undetectable.

“Is everyone ready?” I asked Zora, eyeing as more people joined the crowds striding towards the Royal Castle.

“Yes. Everyone is in their positions, waiting for the signal,” Zora whispered, running her fingers up and down the thin black chain linked at her belt—the only sign of her nervousness. I scratched the two-day old stubble on my face. I didn’t have a chance to shave today, and it irked me.

Because today I needed everything to go perfect.

“You are distracted, Gideon,” Zora sneered. “And if it has something to do with the fact that you wasted another day looking for her, I swear to gods—”

“Perhaps it’s because you keep rattling your chain all day.” I arched my brow at her, baiting her. She curled her lip in annoyance at me but stopped.

“How many Destroyers are in town?”

“A garrison or two. I’ll deal with them.”

“You always do.” She rolled her eyes at me, and I smirked.

“Try not to get lost in the clouds, cousin.”

“Try to come back less charcoaled this time, cousin .” Zora mimicked my tone and shook her head, before disappearing into the shadows of the night.

In a few quick and silent strides, I joined the flowing mass of people.