Aster furrowed her brows, leaning the map closer to her. The edges of the parchment crinkled beneath her tense grip. After scanning through each landmark, she looked up at the entranceway ahead, then back at the map.
“This doesn’t seem to be on the map at all,” she muttered, frustration beginning to gnaw at her, “I could have sworn that we were following the map correctly.”
“Perhaps we are,” Ceris...
