Chapter 9 Audience With The King

• *Bexley*
• I follow Ellison down the corridor toward the dark part of the castle. He’s not holding my arm like he was the night before, and he’s walking so fast, I can barely keep up. About half an hour after I made my demands, he left the room and then came back to tell me that King Canaan was willing to meet with me.
• Barely breathing, I do my best to tamper down my nerves. My lack of oxygen has little to do with how fast I’m walking and everything to do with seeing the king again. A thrumming in my heart has me undulating between rushing to keep up and slowing down and fading into the walls. Would it be possible for me to ditch Ellison and find the nearest exit? Could I run all the way back home from here? I doubt it, but if the king is as scary today as he was last night, I might not be able to control myself.