The Maze Keeper – Part 2: Exit

She kept him at the heart of the maze for three hours. She told him the rules of the hedges, in a low steady voice: where to turn, what to avoid, who could be trusted. She made him recite them back, one by one, and stopped him at each error with a single finger raised. She corrected his posture with two cool fingers under his chin. She sent him on small errands to the edge of the lantern's glow and called him back in a murmur. It was strict and slow and entirely without cruelty, and the dark yew walls seemed to hold the whole night close around them.

"Does the Visitor wish to continue?" every half hour, as the stable clock chimed far across the park.

"I do, Keeper."

"Say it plainly."

"I do. Thank you."

"The Keeper does not require thanks." But she smiled, in the dark.

An owl called. A fox crossed the far end of the path and stopped to stare. The stars came out in their thousands above the black rim of the hedge. He felt his whole body settling like silt, until he could hardly tell where the grass ended and he began.

At midnight she set the keys down on the stone.

"Exit," said Octavia.

She said it softly, for both of them. The long coat came off, and she stood in the lantern light in an old jumper, rumpled and smiling. She sat down on the grass beside him, spread the coat over their knees and pulled him close.

"How are you?"

"Found," said Felix, with a slow and shaky laugh. "That's what it was. I was found."

"That is exactly what a maze is for." She kissed his forehead. "You were magnificent."

"I think I could stay here all night."

"We have the whole night. And a flask in my bag."

They sat in the summerhouse doorway, drinking hot sweet tea from the flask lid, shoulders touching, while the lantern burned low and the stars wheeled over the hedges.

"Will the Keeper keep me again?" said Felix.

"The maze is open every month," said Octavia, resting her head on his shoulder. "Bring a better sense of direction. Or don't."

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