Anyone could be silent and stealthy if they could see in the dark. For Amelia and Charlie, though, following Lady Naomi meant feeling their way inch by inch, hands tracing the rough stone walls, feet probing the empty air in front of them for the next step down into the caves. Grawk’s luminous eyes gave off enough light for Amelia to see the texture of the walls beside her, but not enough to show the steps below. It was slow, frustrating work, with nothing to hear but her own footsteps, Charlie’s just ahead of her, and the occasional hiss from him when he accidentally bumped one of his welts. From Lady Naomi there came no sound at all. She might as well have been a ghost. Or not there at all. They could be walking into the centre of the Earth all on their own … At last the floor levelled out, and there were no more steps to navigate. Amelia felt something touch her and pulled away, but Charlie murmured, ‘It’s me. Here, take my hand.’ He pulled her forward, and Amelia realised Lady Naomi must be leading him along.
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