As the shadows moved across the floorboards above her, each noise made her twitch and cling against the wall. There was little that knew about the passage ways that twisted beneath their feet, but low lives and mice. It had been two days hiding in the dark. The news came to her from Duincerth as he stitched up her face, “Ya face is plastered all over the streets lass. They saying ya killed that man. Some lord of sorts. Regardless the wife wants a head. They have a rather large price on it.
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