Chapter 52

~Talfen, the capital of Coldshore~

~The Hall of Statues, City Square~

Reqiel couldn't believe his terrible luck, it all happened in the space of a few seconds. One moment he was touching the red jewel and the next he was falling to his death - well, in hindsight, perhaps it wasn't exactly a wise move to wander around touching things.

He was less surprised than he usually would have been when he didn't slam into the stone floor below but was instead caught by a pair of sturdy arms. Andras was actually quite a very useful and trustworthy bodyguard who had saved him several times already although they had barely known each other for a full day.

"I'm sorry about that, are you hurt?" He said in a small voice, patting Andras' chest. He had his eyes tightly squeezed shut the entire time and although they were no longer falling, he wasn't eager to look at the possible vault they had fallen into.