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a five-year-old playing dress up with her father’s uniform. It hung on her dreadfully, but he didn’t care about fashion right now. “We need to go.”
    Taking her hand, he led her around the unconscious guards still on the floor and started jogging toward the door.
    “Wait, wait, you’re pulling me off balance.” She pulled her hand free, felt up his arm, and then grabbed him around the elbow. “There, now go.”
    He couldn’t see how this was better than holding onto her hand, but he had no time to ask for an explanation. Trusting her judgment call he started forward again. This time she kept up with him admirably.
    When they reached the entrance to the dungeons, it was vacant. Sarvell slowed to a quick walk as they approached the stairs up. “Stairs are here.”
    “Yes, I remember,” she responded simply. Without slowing her pace, she kept going, navigating the stairs with relative ease.
    Sarvell’s admiration of her grew. If he was robbed of sight, he certainly wouldn’t be moving around as she did. The amount of courage she needed to just walk about was unfathomable to him.
    He kept his sword out in front of him as they went up the stairs. Rialt should have everyone thoroughly distracted upstairs, but you never knew. Fortunately, they reached the top without encountering anyone. When they regained the main courtyard, they were met with a scene of complete chaos.
    Rialt had done his job well. Every guard was up in arms and running in different directions, trying to block him. Several officers were rousting even more men out of bed, yelling out orders. The main doors were already closed and barred, blocking the only easy route out. In the split second that Sarvell paused in the stair’s doorway, he saw Rialt running at full speed along the battlement walls, knocking soldiers aside as he went, a feral smile of delight on his face.
    Going anywhere near the main courtyard would get them nowhere. Sarvell instead turned to the right, heading deeper into the main part of the castle. Few people were stationed inside the castle at this hour of the night, so the doorways were relatively clear. Sarvell went to the first unguarded door that he saw, a small, plain one made of simple wood.
    “Not that door!” the priestess warned him sharply, instinctively pulling him back by the grip she had on his elbow. “That door leads straight to the kitchens, there’s no way out from there.”
    He regarded her with stunned amazement for a moment. How had she known…? I have this place memorized , she’d said. He obviously could take that statement at face value. “We need to get to a window, any window that will let us out the outer wall. Where should we go?”
    Her forehead furrowed a bit with intense concentration before she nodded sharply to a spot further ahead. “There. We need to go through the main hall and into one of the interior offices.”
    Sarvell couldn’t believe he was about to say this to a blind woman. “Lead the way.”
    A smile flicked over her face. “I bet that left a funny taste in your mouth.” With a small shake of her head, she shifted her grip to his wrist so that she could pull him along with her.
    He half-trotted behind her, keeping an eye on their surroundings as they moved. Everyone was still so preoccupied with Rialt that they took no notice of two people moving about in the shadows. They reached a larger, fancier door with brass workings without anyone raising an alarm. His guide pulled it open without hesitation and led him through. Sarvell kicked it closed behind them.
    There was very little light in the main room. Sarvell gathered the impression of an immense, open space just from the feel of the air and the way their footsteps echoed. The only light came from the narrow windows above their heads and with the way the windows were designed, little moonlight could get through. It was barely more than lighter patches against pitch darkness. His sword being absolutely useless in this empty