The low, grinding rumble of moving stone did not end with a sudden crack.Instead, it tapered into a long, reverberating sigh that seemed to travel through the entire underground complex, rattling loose dust from the high vault above them.For several breath-held seconds, no one moved.The air, stale and heavy with the scent of crushed mineral and centuries of damp solitude, rushed toward the fresh darkness that had opened in the carved surface of the wall.Where a seamless relief of winding vines and braided geometric patterns had stood moments before, a vertical seam now divided the stone.Then the wall moved.It slid back three inches before gliding smoothly sideways into a hidden pocket.Beyond it was a narrow, unlit passage.A passage that looked as though it had been forgotten by light itself.Aria tightened her grip on the lantern.Her heart hammered steadily against her ribs.She took a half-step forward.Jonathan’s hand shot out.His fingers caught her coat sleeve.“Wait.”Hi
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