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ever forget that, don't you ever say something like that again."

She swallowed heavily and managed a small nod. "I won't," she promised.

He continued to hold her, seemingly torn and unwilling to let her go. Finally he stepped back and released her. She felt a sense of loss that she couldn't shake. She didn't look at Xavier as she turned slowly away from Braith and moved toward the closed fourth gate.

"How do you get it open?" Ashby's voice was hushed. She turned toward him, startled by the paleness of his skin that she didn't think was entirely due to the bats. His lips were pinched; his eyes shadowed and haunted as his gaze darted nervously away from hers.

"I have my secrets, and talents," she answered with a small wave of her fingers, hoping to coax his cocky smile back. He remained uncharacteristically solemn.

"That's for sure."

She frowned at Xavier as she studied him. She thought he had spoken those words, but she couldn't be certain. She took the torch from Braith as she ran her fingers over the wall. She found the tiny switch set back into the wall and pressed against it.

The thick metal door popped open with a hiss of stale air. It smelled even danker and mustier in there, but it didn't stop her as she pressed her hand against the solid iron door and pushed it the rest of the way open. "Ingenious," Ashby muttered.

Aria gulped as she stepped into the dark tunnel. It was ten steps to the first trap, a set of four stones set into the floor that when stepped on would fire a rapid release of stakes from the cave walls. "Should we shut this?" Xavier inquired.

"Yes. William knows how to open it and we all know Ashby won't appreciate it if a bat gets in."

"You got that right."

"There are four stones here." She pointed them out. "Don't step on them."

"What happens if we do?" Xavier inquired.

"Nothing good. I'll be right back." She had to set the traps off, she knew that. William was well aware of their location, but there was no way that all of those troops weren't going to hit at least one of them. "Stay here."

She could feel the apprehension radiating from Braith. "These traps are old..."

"Not that old, and Daniel is a genius, believe me they're still safe to maneuver through."

She could tell that he didn't want her to go but he fisted his hands at his sides, locked his jaw and managed to give her a brief nod to continue. Aria placed the torch into a socket in the wall; she would not need it on the other side. She moved through the tunnel, avoiding the stones with ease. Reaching the safety of the solid rock, she knelt as her fingers sought out the small switch carved into the bottom of the cave and set about six inches back from the bottom.

"Move back," she told them.

Braith hesitated for a moment before pushing Xavier and Ashby back. When she was certain they were well out of the way she flipped the switch. Stakes exploded from the wall in a puff of dust and air that made it impossible to see the three of them on the other side. Ashby and Xavier cursed loudly.

"Aria!" Braith shouted.

"I'm fine," she assured him. He was slowly coming back into view as the dust began to settle. Though most of the stakes littered the ground, some had embedded themselves into the crevices of the rock wall. Ashby was gawking as he searched the scattered stakes; even Xavier's normally calm exterior seemed ruffled. "It's safe now."

Though Xavier and Ashby hesitated, Braith strode rapidly forward. His displeasure was evident, his tension high as his arm wrapped around her waist. "How many more of these traps are there?" Xavier inquired as he and Ashby picked their way carefully through the stakes.

"Ten."

"Crap," Ashby muttered.

"I can dismantle them all, don't worry."

Xavier's dark eyes were intense as he studied her. "You helped the man that designed these?"

"I had a hand in some of it, but for the most part he created them."

"Is this Daniel someone in your family?"

Aria wasn't surprised by Xavier's acute insight but she still didn't like it. "Yes, my brother."

He nodded for a brief moment; his eyes darted over the cave walls. "That little talent will come in handy."

"It will," Braith agreed. "How far until the next one?"

"Thirty feet."

"Lead the way."

Aria sighed in relief as he remained resigned to let her do what was necessary.

Chapter 12

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