C18 A Thin Line - Allison's POV

The garden stretched far from the mansion, shielded by tall hedges and glowing lanterns; it was late. I moved quietly, avoiding the Blade guards. My heart raced—each step a risk—but I had to see Andrew.

The pathway led to a small cottage shed at its farthest corner. Polished and elegant, with white walls and a barn door. I quickened my pace