Page 28 of A Yulean Sister’s Guide to Getting Kidnapped

“I don’t think you can. Guards!” she started yelling.

No, no, no.

I grabbed her, putting my hand over her mouth. She started kicking and thrashing, trying to scream louder. There was no way no one heard us by now. I had to do something, but what?

What would Tungesten do right now?

Running would be the best, but this was my only chance. I had to take it.

Someone came around the corner. I thought I was a goner, until I realized it was Bramwell.

“Thank fuck,” I said.

Her eyes widened at his large frame.

“What the hell happened?”

“I can’t explain, we need to do something.”

Without a word, Bramwell reached into his satchel, pulling out a bit of thimbleweed and blowing it right into her face.

Sage fought for a few more seconds before she got drowsy, falling asleep in my arms.

“What did you do?” I asked.

“Made her calm down,” he said, wiping his hands together. “You know it’s mild.”

He was right, thimbleweed was a very mild sedative, usually used to help people with insomnia. When inhaled like that however, it could make someone pass out.

“Now what?”

“Try to cut it off,” he suggested.

“It’s fucking magic, it won’t just cut off.”

“Then maybe—” Before he could get the next words out, we heard the rustling of guards coming our way.

“Moons,” I cursed.

I looked down at her sleeping form. I could just slither and leave her here. But then I’d never know what happened to my old captain.

“We have to go,” I told him.

Bramwell nodded. “Should we prop her against the tree?” he asked.

I shook my head and coiled my tail around Sage. “We’re taking her with us.”

Chapter 9

Sage

Iwanted just a few more moments with my eyes closed. It felt like there was a sway under me, but considering the swirling of my head, it was probably from that. Moons, how much did I drink last night?

I rolled over, expecting the large expanse of bed I was used to, only to find myself tumbling to the hardwood floor beneath me.

“Moons,” I cursed again, the wind knocked out of me. My eyes blinked open to a ceiling I didn’t recognize. It was wooden, and way closer to my face than I was used to.

What in the world?