The Lord of Cara It was not as reckless a maneuver as the one I'd attempted in our tower. Perhaps the balcony here was higher than my room's window, but my target was more substantial than empty air. Instead I aimed for the balcony next door, outside the room Caleb was in. It was barely three paces away, and desperation gave me strength. I jumped to the banister and kicked off hard.But my boots slipped on the sea-slick stone. I stretched my arms and crashed hard against the railing of the next room's balcony. Sculpted stone drove the breath from my lungs, but I focused through the pain to grab at the wide stone rail. I saw Jen's startled face for an instant among the curtains, heard a quiet, angry bark from Caleb, and then my grip slipped on the stone, and I was falling again. I almost caught a grip on the narrow ledge at the base of the balcony, slowed just enough to spin my fall, and then I was staring down at the churning sea below.And another balcony, one floor down. My right leg hit the top of the railing, sending a shock of hot agony flashing past my hip, but I kicked against the pain and threw my body into a lunge that spilled me over the rail.
