7. Farrow

“Damnation,” I muttered, setting my hands on my hips and turning in a slow, aggravated circle as I scanned the trees.

But where the hell was that secret entrance?

I knew I’d been blindfolded when the princess had led me from the castle and out here into the forest five years back, but I’d seen her and her guard disappear into the trees somewhere in this general vicinity just a few hours ago to return to the castle. It had to be nearby. Somewhere. And I should’ve been able to locate it by now.

Except I couldn’t. This was one aggravatingly well-hidden passageway.

If I’d been smart, I would’ve snatched her earlier. Except I would’ve had to take out her protector in the process, which I could’ve done with no hardship. I just hadn’t felt like killing anyone today. And besides, I’d been certain I could simply follow them back inside through their handy secret tunnel that I knew existed under the moat and then take her the first moment she was alone.

Like she was now.

Except I couldn’t