Chapter7:

Her mother backed out from under the sheet. Kit couldn’t see her, only felt a brief breeze as the sheet went up and then back down again. From this position, Kit couldn’t see anything except the ornate gold ceiling, and since she couldn’t tell what was happening anyway, she decided to close her eyes. The sound of footsteps echoed off the dais as she imagined her mother was going to retrieve Mikali, who she believed had been standing near a side door that led to a long hallway where there were several different prayer rooms. She had no idea how many guards had volunteered, but she figured it would make sense for them all to be waiting there. She knew her mother would double check that it was impossible to tell their identities, and for a moment, Kit imagined the young man coming into the chapel now was likely just as nervous as she was. Had he truly wanted to be a part of this, or did he feel that it was his duty? Would he be so distracted by all of the people staring, by the ancient ph