The Whispering Maps of Roma Land

Previously

…They emerged into a damp, winding tunnel, the air fresher, carrying the scent of pine needles and rain. The faint glow of daylight filtered in from somewhere ahead. Helene scrambled to her feet, her heart still pounding, but now with a thrilling sense of freedom. Vane was still trapped, for now. She had escaped. But she knew, with a certainty that chilled her to the bone, that this was only the beginning. Vane would not rest. And the Whispering Map of Roma Land was still out there, waiting to be found, and more importantly, waiting to be protected.