Chapter 23

I was panic-stricken by the sharp points of the two daggers so close to me. It was a miracle their shiny, reflective metal was in the air and not inside me. One was aimed right at my face. I could have lost an eye if the attack hadn't halted midair.

The gravity-defying weapons dropped to the ground before my eyes. Had that deranged hag come to her senses? Or was it Desmond who had saved me from irreversible damage?

Madame Long’s hysterical laughter filled the room. “It has entered the hut. Quickly guard the door. No one must come inside while I force it into the fire.”

The door was triple-bolted, and her men stood before it with military-like posture.

"Did you just try to kill me? One of your daggers could have taken out my eye!" I tried to slip my hands out of the shackles, but it only caused more pain.

“Little duckling. It was all part of my controlled plan. Due to your bravery in taking daggers at yourself, he has made the mistake of entering the hut out of emotion.” Her face glea