From Blood and Ash by Jennifer L. Armentrout

Chapter 24
“That sounds like faultyy logic to me,” I told him.
He chuckled as he started toward the garden archwayy. “Myy logic is
never faultyy.”
“I feel like that’s not something one would be aware of if it was,” I
pointed out, smiling slightlyy.
Cold night air greeted us as we stepped outside, and myy heart kicked
up at the familiar, sweet scent of flowers and rich, damp soil.
Myy gaze bounced around a little wildlyy as I looked for something to
be off, to be different than the last time I had been here. There had to be.
Oil lanterns were spaced throughout the main pathwayy, but the sections
that branched off were dark—the moonlight couldn’t even penetrate them.
Myy steps slowed as the soft breeze rattled the bushes and lifted strands of
myy hair.
Hawke spoke softlyy. “One of the last places I saw myy brother was a
favorite place of mine.”
That snagged myy attention, and I stopped scoping out everyy bunch of
flowers we passed, looking for what, I had no idea. It was like I expected
to see wilted petals dripping blood, or waited for the Duke to finallyy make
his appearance. Hawke’s earlier anguish over his brother had given me the
impression that this was something he didn’t want to discuss, so the topic
surprised me.
“Back home, there are hidden caverns that veryy few people know
about,” he continued, his fingers still tightlyy woven with mine. “You have
to walk prettyy far in this one particular tunnel. It’s tight and dark. Not a lot
of people are willing to follow it to find what awaits at the end.”
“But yyou and yyour brother did?”
“Myy brother, a friend of ours, and I did when we were yyoung and had
more braveryy than common sense. But I’m glad we did because at the end