ELEA’S POV

Elea scrunched into her hiding place behind the wall. She slowly opened the peephole looking down at the dark figure in the coat. It had been a long day already, and she was hungry. She took an orange out of her pocket and started to peel it. The figure stood below her, also waiting.

No one knew about Elea’s secret spying except for maybe Chloe, who often used the passages herself. The palace had been built with a network of these narrow passages ...