"My lord!" Randolph appeared in the doorway of Bastian's study, gasping and red-faced. One of his hands was clutching his chest.

"What?" Bastian jumped to his feet in an instant and ran to meet his butler.

"It's Miss Seyton. She's headed for the north tower. I tried to stop her, but she was too strong. She was muttering about shadows."

The north tower? What was Jane doing? She could get hurt up there. The stairs were mostly rotted wood that hadn't been replaced ...