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be able to sneak that quietly."
    "You were distracted. What did you see?"
    "Not much." She stared at Tell’s back. "I don’t like
this."
    Tell turned. "Please hurry. The Second Commander is waiting."
    "Second Commander? Daeric?" Timothy frowned. He could
barely make out the man as darkness settled.
    "We had better follow him." Kit brushed at her skirts
and started after Tell. Timothy rushed up beside her.
    "The boy smells like Daeric." Kit’s eyes glowed.
    I don’t think I will ever get used to that, Timothy
thought. "He has the same scent? I thought you said everyone had a different smell?"
    "It’s not exactly the same, but he has the same odd scent
Daeric has. It reminds me of dog fur for some reason."
    "Daeric is a hunter. Maybe it is that."
    "Maybe. I don’t know."
    Tell waited for them at the front of the lodge. Skeletal
vines webbed across the building. The man watching the stable still sat on the barrel
with his pipe. That must be Gert, Timothy thought. He swallowed. This
is bad. I don’t see how we can get out of this one. He looked at Kit. She tensed
beside him and chewed on her bottom lip.
    "Figured the noise was them," Gert said around his pipe
stem. "Krill’s none too happy with the dark-haired girl, but Daeric’s worse. The
boys never listen to me, except you, Tell. Tre—the first commander is quite pleased
with you."
    "I, uh…thanks. If only…Jan…noticed."
    "You’re a good lad no matter what he says. Accepted or
no." Gert studied Timothy and Kit. "Can’t say I much like any of this anymore. We
are not a bad sort. Not really. But watch yourselves. The boys aren’t listening
to me anymore. Except for Tell."
    "Not a bad sort except for kidnapping women," Kit said.
    "Better than letting Krill kill her. We don’t normally
kidnap, but Krill and Jan haven’t been listening to me." Gert shrugged and took
his pipe from his teeth. He gestured at the door. "Best be on with it. Gonna be
snowing soon. My leg’s telling me."
    Tell pushed the front door open.
    Gert gestured at Kit with his pipe. "Just don’t cause
any more trouble. Jan’s fuming about you sticking him."
    Kit bared her teeth at the man.
    Timothy groaned. Don’t provoke them, Kit.
    The door opened to a large room lined with stuffed heads
of boars, deer, and even a large cat of some type. Tell closed the door behind them,
remaining outside. A stone hearth dominated the far wall. Rough tables and chairs
scattered throughout the room made it look like an inn’s common room. Yuzu sat at
the end of a long table. She held a steaming cup, and a wolf skin wrapped her. When
she saw them, she jumped to her feet.
    "Sis!"
    "Sit," said the man with a bruised cheek. He stood against
the wall with his arms crossed.
    Yuzu glanced at the man and withered.
    "Be quiet, Krill." Daeric walked over and laid a hand
on Yuzu’s shoulder. "You are lucky She only gave you a bruise. I apologize again
for these ruffians, Moonflower. Their pranks are never gentle."
    Yuzu looked at the cup she held and nodded.
    Krill muttered something Timothy couldn’t make out. He
glanced at another man with a bandage wrapped around his leg.
    That has to be Jan.
    "There she is. My sunrise!" Daeric crossed the room.
He took Kit’s hand and flourished a bow.
    "Something smells…good," Jan said.
    "You were lucky, Jan." Daeric still held onto Kit’s hand.
"She would have done more than give you that nick."
    Jan muttered something that made Daeric’s face
darken.
    "You know your father won’t be happy about this,
Daeric." Krill, with his purple cheek, leaned on the fireplace with his arms
crossed. "He told us to give up on that plan."
    "This time is different," Daeric said. "I found who
we were looking for."
    Who they were looking for? What does he
mean by that? Timothy glanced at Kit. She shook her
head slowly.
    "You said that last time too, brother." Jan watched
Kit and stroked his cheek.
    "You know she is different. Just look at her."
    "I just know she owes me for this cut. Krill