Ascension: A Reverse Harem Fantasy Romance (Her Soulkeepers Book 3) by Sadie Moss

Author:Sadie Moss [Moss, Sadie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-03-15T16:00:00+00:00

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The maze’s sheer size isn’t as obvious from up above, but when we reach level ground and begin our approach, it becomes clear that this isn’t some stately manor house’s hedge maze. Bricks and stones weathered gray by time peek through the thick ivy growing along the walls. The walls soar over our heads, ten feet tall at least.

By the time we reach the front gates that lead into the maze, the moon has fully covered the sun and cast the realm into twilight. It will be one of the shorter periods of twilight, based on experience so far. Torches flicker at intervals up and down the walls, stretching as far as I can see into the distance on either side of us. Even without that impenetrable line, I know there’s no way around—it was obvious from the cliffside vantage point.

The only way to the palace is through this maze.

Two suits of armor larger than any human flank either side of the large wooden gates, standing tall with both hands resting on real swords propped on blocks of stone before them. I can’t tell if the gates are locked, considering they’re nothing but smooth wooden planks from top to bottom. Torchlight illuminates the armored statues’ faces, though there are no carved features on the smooth rock beneath their helmets.

“How do we get in?” I ask, eyeing the ivy-covered walls. I can’t see any evidence of other doors nearby.

Paris walks to the large gates and looks them over, then presses a hand against the smooth planks. I don’t expect anything to happen, but the gates creak gently on their hinges, opening onto a dark, gloomy interior before they swing back into place.

“Not locked,” Paris calls over his shoulder, still gazing up at the abnormally tall entrance.

“We can’t just go in blind.” My nerves prickle as I look to Callum for his input. “We don’t know what kinds of challenges we’re going to be up against in there. We have no weapons.”

He nods, his thoughtful gaze roaming over the wall and gates before us.

“We have the weave,” Paris points out. “It hasn’t steered us wrong since our arrival.”

“I know.” Chewing my lip, I stare at the dark, silent maze doors. Something feels off. “Farse it all. I would feel better if we had weapons.”

“They have weapons.” Echo points at the armored statues. He strides across the bare dirt to the closest statue and then climbs the stone base. Perching along the edge of the rock, he reaches for the sword. The blade slides away from the statue’s hands with ease, and he gives it a few experimental twirls. “Good quality,” he says, catching Callum’s gaze as he tosses the sword toward him.

The broad-shouldered messenger catches it in mid-air with a grunt of approval. He surveys the blade, turning it in his grip so that torchlight glints off the silver edge. “Not bad. Not Ironholde quality. But decent.”

Echo climbs onto the second statue’s base to obtain the second sword, then leaps back down, brandishing it with a grin.

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