in the middle of the night

She rushed to him, an action that startled him because he was fully expecting some kind of retaliation, and loosed a relieved sigh into his fur. Valentine was slowly coming to realize that she was nothing like the surly, overly confident faes he was used to. Her relief was quickly overridden by realization and Rhythm stepped away from him quickly. She growled at him, the sound followed by a statement that he couldn't disagree with. ”It wasn't.” He'd known it was the moment he'd thought it up, but that had been the point of it. Still, his apology was honest. ”I'm sorry.”

”Come on,” he said softly, ”The way out is just around the bend.” Okay, so that wasn't quite true, but they were close. Taking the left instead of the right as he had done to scare her led to a series of short tunnels and stairs that came out somewhere near Mount Volkan.