Flashback ( PDFDrive )

most of the space, framing a small, simple structure: a white stone
house with a single door, a single window, and a flat roof with dull
metal shingles.
It looked like something humans would build, not elves.
No crystal. No jewels. No style of any kind.
Everything about it screamed temporary—but whether that was
because the current resident was expected to return to his cell or
expected to move back with his family was hard to say.
“I’ll go first,” Grizel informed them, striding toward the door, “and
only Fitz, Sophie, and Sandor will be allowed inside with me. The rest
of you can spread out and patrol the clearing.”
No one argued, and within a few seconds their group had mostly
dispersed as Sophie and Fitz joined Grizel, with Sandor right behind
them.
“This door can only open for three seconds,” Grizel explained as
she moved her hand toward a metal panel set into the stone. “Let me
know when you’re ready.”
“Are your parents already inside?” Sophie whispered to Fitz.
He shook his head. “I told them they weren’t allowed to be here.
But I wouldn’t be surprised if Biana’s hiding in a corner somewhere.”
“Yeah, I’ve been waiting for her to appear beside us this whole
time,” Sophie admitted, glancing over her shoulder, half expecting
Biana to blink into sight and shout, “I’m right here!”
“Any time now,” Grizel nudged.
“Right,” Fitz said, taking a quick, deep breath, setting his jaw, and
squaring his shoulders.
Sophie tried to do the same, offering Fitz a weak smile to let him
know she was ready.