The castle trembled again.
Salvador stood in the corridor with Ella's hand firmly held in his.
Dust drifted from the ceiling.
Somewhere beneath their feet, something was moving.
Not people.
Not guards.
Something older.
Something that had been sleeping beneath the castle for centuries.
Ella stared at the red mark glowing beneath the golden light of her bracelet.
"The fourth symbol."
Salvador nodded.
"It wasn't there before."
"I know."
"Rowan put it there."
"Or whatever is inside him did."
Ella looked toward the corridor behind them.
"We need to find Marcus."
"Yes."
They began moving quickly.
The castle was no longer peaceful.
Guards rushed through the halls.
People shouted.
Doors slammed.
The golden lights that had appeared after the source changed were flickering unpredictably.
Salvador stopped one of the guards.
"What is happening?"
The guard bowed quickly.
"My prince, the eastern tower has started shaking."
"Any injuries?"
"Not yet."
