Unspeakable Secrets The Alchemist Series (A Dark Medieval Progression Fantasy)

Chapter 62 The Hold

"Let's do it," Adelia said as her tail flicked the air behind her.

Connor opened the door and they slipped out. He paused a moment to listen for a patrol but heard none, so he turned and locked the door to her room as quickly as possible then led the way back up the corridor.

He paused to look through the keyhole and saw that the hallway ahead of them was empty. He nodded to Adelia and opened the door.

They made it almost to the door at the end of the lower security section when Connor saw a slight shadow move behind the small gap between the door and the floor.

Connor's eyes widened. He grabbed Adelia by the arm and pulled her to the room with his cell. He opened the door and dragged her in after him before closing the door behind them. Connor and Adelia stood back against the wall, out of view of the viewport, and waited in quiet stillness as Connor silently prayed they'd been fast enough.

The viewport in the door slid open. Then, after a moment it slid shut again.

Connor let out the breath he'd been holding. He looked at Adelia as a smile came to his lips. A familiar action that for a moment took him back to how things had been between them before...

She had the same kind of smile. But, the moment faltered and died as the look of her face brought him back to reality. Her own smile softened but remained alive.

He wasn't sure what to make of that.

Connor knelt down and peered through the keyhole. He saw the patrol checking another cell and moving further down the hallway.

He waited in silence as the guard moved out of sight. Then waited a little longer to give him time to move on into the higher security section. A faint fear that he and Adelia had missed something spiked inside him... but no... they'd been careful. Still, the fear remained.

He couldn't wait to be off the ship. The tension of being caught grew by the second.

He opened the door and slipped out with Adelia into the now empty hallway, making sure to close the door to the room with his cell before moving toward the door out of the prison section.

He looked through the keyhole, all too aware that the patrol guard would be circling back to their position any moment now.

The way seemed clearer than before as the guards that'd been conversing off to one side were no longer in view. He made a mental note to be cautious as they were likely around somewhere and Adelia's silhouette was distinctly more feminine than his own.

He hadn't seen a single female guard aboard the ship so hiding her from view even at a distance seemed wise.

He opened the door and moved out with Adelia following at his heels.

They closed the door and then headed down the closest set of stairs onto the deck below.

The deck below was far more open than the previous decks with a passageway going around either side of rooms that were concentrated down the middle of the ship.

Many of the rooms were exposed, their walls serving more as a way to organize their contents than any kind of security.

One such room near the stairs held neatly rolled sails. On either side of the sail room were a pair of even more open 'rooms' that held coils of rope thicker than Connor's waist. Air elementals, which looked like vaguely humanoid swirling clouds of fog wearing thick enchanted metal bracers, were drying out the rope with a gentle breeze.

They seemed focused on their work and Connor doubted the creatures would recognize him. But, he went the other way and avoided attracting their attention even so.