Vin glanced around, feeling helpless. “Besides, child,” Kliss added, turning to walk away. “Didn’t the boy just spurn you? What do you owe him?” Vin paused. She’s right. What do I owe him? The answer came immediately. I love him. With that thought came strength. Vin rushed forward despite Kliss’s laughter. She had to try. She entered the corridor and moved into the back passageways. However, Kliss’s words soon proved true: The dark stone passageways were narrow and unadorned. She’d never find her way in time.
