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“You will call for the guards to take my body away. When they open the door, place a hand on each of them and concentrate very hard on one word,” said Yarlain. “Sleep.”
“You want me to touch them? On purpose?” asked Celadine.
“Yes, I do,” said Yarlain. “Trust me. When we reach the courtyard,” She paused with a chuckle. “and we will. We will have mere seconds to escape, but it will happen. The next word you will need to concentrate on is, Cagon.”
Celadine opened her mouth, but the old dwarf held up her hand. “Trust is all you need right now. You are something special. I felt it the moment I located you in Grimhold.” She laid down on the floor with a sigh. “Get ready.”
Celadine stared down at her. None of this made any sense. If Sepitus discovered Yarlain was alive, he’d beat her aga
