Surprisingly, when Lady Fiona opened the doors, nothing happened. They were quiet, silent, even though from every other detail of this area they should have squeaked like a damn barn door on a rickety old barn.
Cass gulped, finding himself worried and watching, waiting. He could tell that everyone was worried about him, glancing back at him, but at this point he wanted this tension over with.
Lady Fiona glanced back one last time before she nodded and started the descent down into the depths. Lucian followed behind her, then Lord Ridgewood, and then everyone else. Vespertine didn't let Cass go down last, and instead made Cass go ahead of him. Cass wanted to protest, but Vespertine wouldn't budge, and honestly, Cass didn't want to go down last.
As soon as Vespertine stepped in behind him, the door closed.
"It wasn't me." Vespertine called out grimly. Cass shivered.
