23. Flesh and blood
When I arrived at Sir Magnus’s home I instantly knew something was wrong. It was another dark and gloomy day, but despite the weather and lack of light, I could see no glow of a cheery lamp and no puff of warming fire smoke coming from the chimneys. As I approached the front door I was shocked to find it ajar. My heart was beating furiously. What if the Raja had forced his way in here too? What if he was inside that very moment? There was nothing for it. I had the element of surprise on my side, if I was to defeat any attackers I would have to burst in right away. I steadied myself before diving through the doorway.
It was dark inside. Dark and quiet. The only sound was that of a ticking clock. Where were the domestic servants? This was most strange.
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