Chapter Twenty-Six

I cautiously approached, watching her long braid of midnight black hair move with each subtle movement of her head. She was trying to navigate the labyrinth. Too bad she never will. Without a map or having a perfect sense of direction. I know the way because of some strange ability I have where I just can't get lost. Not sure what that’s about, but it has benefited me in living here. 

Like the others, her clothes were a bit dirty and ragged, perhaps a little more so. This tells me Minos is obviously treating these youths like he would any prisoner, so terribly. I caught sight of a bruise on her ankle when her dress shifted enough to reveal some of her legs. It could be from a stumble, or it could mean the guards or Minos have been abusing her and possibly others.

I made a mental note to find that out for certain. I need first to have her feel safe an