flutter in the breeze.
A click sounded behind me.
I turned to see the door shut and the girl gone.
My ears rang. I raced toward the door and tried the brass knob. It was locked.
“Hey!” I pounded my fist on the door. “I thought you were taking me to Ari.”
No response.
“Where’s Ari?” I yelled. I screamed and pounded, but no one came.
I kept at it for what felt like an hour, hoping that someone else would hear me, but the door remained stubbornly closed. My body finally sagged in defeat. My throat and hands were so raw.
I felt like such an idiot—I had followed the girl straight here. I could have fought her. I could have tried to find Ari instead of letting the girl lead me around like a dog on a leash.
Angry tears poured down my cheeks. I wiped them aside and went to the window, seeing if I could escape that way. I was five stories from the ground. Nope. I checked my phone, but the screen was dark and it wouldn’t turn on. Apparently, the misos shield and technology didn’t mix so well.
I trudged to the bed and fell onto it, arms spread. I so hadn’t seen this coming. I’d been so sure that Ari would greet me and tell me everything I needed to know. In all my planning, I’d never pictured other Aletheians on the island. And I’d definitely never pictured imprisonment.
Minutes passed, and I rolled onto my side, listening to the steady sound of waves and breathing in the balmy air. I suddenly felt so worn out. My eyes began to droop, and I didn’t fight the sleep. I embraced it.
When I woke later, a light breeze whispered against my face. The smell of fresh bread swirled under my nose, sweet like honeysuckle. Where was I?
As I opened my eyes and took in the bright room, I remembered it all. But I still didn’t understand why the girl had imprisoned me. Did Ari know I was here yet? I needed to find him. Once he vouched for me, the other Aletheians would leave me alone.
Sitting up, I saw a loaf of bread, a dish of olive oil, and a glass resting on a small table by the bed.
Someone had come while I was sleeping. That girl? Probably.
I picked up the glass and took a sip. Yuck. Wine. I sat the cup down and picked up the loaf of bread instead. It still felt warm to the touch. I tore off a small chunk and took a bite. The bread dissolved in my mouth, leaving a hint of honey on my tongue. I ripped off another piece, dipped it in the olive oil, and swallowed. The oil tasted fruity with a tangy spice.
As I chewed, my thoughts went to the two speedboat men. Had they been chasing me? It had felt like it, but when I replayed the scene, I wasn’t so sure. They had never gotten close enough to prove they meant me harm. Maybe I had just freaked out in the moment.
A loud rap hit my door and it flung open to reveal the girl with brown hair. She was holding her wooden spear. Its barbed prongs looked just as sharp as I remembered.
“ Yia sou ,” she said. Her gaze flitted to the bread and oil on the small table. “I’m glad you made yourself comfortable,” she added with a frown.
“You tricked me,” I said.
“How?”
“You said you’d take me to Ari.”
The girl’s lips twitched. “I didn’t think that would be wise.”
“But he knows I’m here, right?”
The girl said nothing.
“Where is he?” I asked.
“Who are you?” the girl asked. “Where did you get xaris?”
“Why should I tell you? You won’t tell me anything.”
The girl approached me with the grace of dancer. “Fine. Let us do introductions. I am Delphina daughter of Theseus.” She raised an eyebrow at me, and I noticed a faint scar running through it.
“I’m Chandler Bloom,” I said. Daughter of Tye, I added mentally. “Now will you take me to Ari?”
Delphina sighed. “Yes. He is waiting for you along with every Aletheian who’s of age.” She looked me straight in the eye. “If you care about Ari at all, you will not mention your friendship with him
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