Freed: (Phoebe Meadows Book 2) by Carlson Amanda

Author:Carlson, Amanda [Carlson, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Amanda Carlson, Inc.
Published: 2016-09-17T16:00:00+00:00

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I thought the elves would march me down the main staircase, as that’s where we seemed to be heading, but at the last moment they veered toward a wall that looked impenetrable. I spotted the combination lock set into the stone a moment before an elf reached out to turn it.

Within minutes, the stone face slid backward to reveal a hidden room. The elves and skogs pushed Callan and me inside. It seemed this place was filled with hidey-holes—you just had to know where to look.

A shriek sounded as the wall slid closed, which was always unsettling.

The elves’ voices were like fingernails raking down a chalkboard at high speed. “Look! The whage has Kennik’s weapon!” The elf ordered the skog to hand it over and then waved it in the air. “He must have killed Kennik!”

“No, stupid, that’s the Valkyrie’s weapon,” another argued. “She killed him. My brother’s sister’s husband was there. He witnessed the Valkyrie slay Kennik. It was she who is guilty.”

The room began to rumble and move.

It was an elevator.

More elves than I could count had crammed into the space. There must have been twenty-five or more in a room the size of a bathroom, all of them leaving a wide gap around Callan. I had no choice but to ride this out and see what happened. I’d infiltrated Invaldi’s realm, and now I was paying the price. I tugged on my arms, but still no give.

“There will be nothing left of you once we’re done,” one elf warned.

“You will be crying out for your death,” another added.

I could only imagine the delights awaiting me.

After a very short ride, the elevator slowed. It was hard to tell which direction it had gone. We lurched to a stop, and the door slid open. The elves poured out, jostling me, Callan, and the skogs along with them. My hands still grasped my swords, which was a good thing.

We’d emerged into a room I recognized. It was the same large, domed, octagonal atrium we’d come into when we’d first arrived. It was where we’d found the two elves who led us down the stairs and started this entire ordeal.

We were tugged none too carefully across the main floor. All the elves who happened to be walking by stopped to gape, the crowd quickly swelling.

“Nothing to see here, folks! Just a captured Valkyrie,” one elf called, puffing its chest out.

“Step aside, prisoner coming through.”

“We have Odin’s daughter. Praise Invaldi!”

A cheer went up in the crowd, some of the elves dropping the packages they carried. These were clearly the workers, not the fighters. I wondered what they did around here. Did they have clothing stores? Grocery stores? Did people shop for casual items and trinkets? Did they have houses? Caves? They were certainly better off than the fire demons, who lived in temporary stick hovels.

“Ow!” I said between gritted teeth as an elf shoved me. “No need to prod me like an animal. I’m coming with you.” Not like I had a choice.

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