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Expected betrayal
The reconnaissance and search battalion returned without anything new, the paths are devoid of fugitives, as if all the people of the city were all burned.
It is the thing that has complicated things in the heart of Celer.
He sighed in surrender to move to Lord Harlan to tell him what she had given to the soldiers who had come out to look for the princess.
Naxa approached him with his head:
_They found nothing, sir.
Harlan's heart was worried again, but this time he almost uprooted his heart from position, and he spoke sharply:
_So where did they go! The earth opened up to embrace them and close on them!
I don't know, sir, but they have no trace at all, not among the dead, not even in the mountain paths or anything.
I don't know where they disappeared.
Harlan held his head in his hand as if trying to prevent his mind from the punishment that would succumb to him from the prince, but the mind refuses to calm down at all, and this silence ended Commander Celer speaking again:
_And what to do, sir! What are we going to do?!
Lord Harlan thinks:
_There must be a solution, there must be.
If they don't flee the mountains, they are certainly still here in the city.
But how can they be here, as you can see with your own eyes, sir, the city has become a pile of dirt after we burned it all down.
Harlan was silent for a moment, trying to think of a solution, moved with heavy steps in the place and became spirited, but he paused for a moment and said, "Secret corridor!
_What!
Look for a secret passage, there must be a hidden place where they have been able to take refuge or escape.
Search the palace land for anything strange, faster.
_Your orders, sir.
He ended his speech seeking to search for what he and his soldiers had ordered.
With caution they search and with the eyes of a falcon watching every inch of the palace floor as if they were looking for a lobe of diamonds that had fallen amidst all this wreckage, but to no avail nothing different, a hard floor of immovable stones.
There are no doors or anything secret in them, another disappointment hits them as if all things lead them to doom at the hands of the prince if they do not return to Princess Carmen.
Celere spoke again, but this time surrender and despair were the bulk of his facial expressions and the look of his eyes:
_No new, sir, no secret corridor or anything different.
I think they are not smart enough to escape by that means.
Harlan got more intense, saying:
_So where did they disappear! Anywhere they went!
He was silent for a moment, hitting the ground from under his feet in anger and sadness that only happened as he froze after hearing the sound of his blow.
It is a situation that was not much different from that of Celer, whose position froze in a stupor.
Harlan looked under his feet at times and at Celer at other times.
He sighed and then hit the ground under his feet cautiously as if trying to ascertain what he had just heard, and the same sound came back, the sound of an echo of the blow.
He raised his gaze to Celer saying:
_Echo Sound!
_It must be the secret corridor, sir, this echo is as if under your feet there is empty ground!
Quietly and carefully, Lord Harlan descended downwards, putting his left ear on the ground, with his fist feeling the sound, but he felt a bit of cold coming out of this floor.
He spoke to Celery, saying:
_Bring me a flame quickly.
He marveled at the request, but moved in a hurry to get what he was asked for.
Harlan quietly carried the torch, bringing it closer to the ground, and even saw the flame swaying right and left.
He got up from his position to stand in a shamukh smiling with victory:
They're not smart enough to escape from a hidden place, are they!
Celer fell silent with nothing to talk about and Anx bowed his head.
Lord Harlan went back to saying:
_ Air coming out of this place swaying with the flame of fire, echo
A voice came out like an empty place, from here they managed to escape, but they will not escape for long, the soldiers passed by here and quickly broke this floor.
_ Your orders Lord Harlan.
He finished his speech and then shouted to the soldiers to come to this position, and it was only seconds before the soldiers gathered in the place where he pointed them out.
Speaking in a Jaouri voice:
Smash this land under your feet but with great caution.
The soldiers nodded in the affirmative and then began to carry out the order entrusted to them.
A few minutes would have shattered the ground and opened the crypt that appeared somewhat narrowly, the ankle of darkness, with flames of fire hanging on the wall but not burning, showing a ladder with a rock staircase downwards.
Celer spoke again hesitantly:
I feel like no one has passed by here, sir, the place is so dark, that the fireworks are extinguished and it seems that they haven't ignited in quite some time.
Lord Harlan approached the stairs leading to the crypt floor leaning on his knees, looking closely at the place as if following something and speaking quietly:
_It sounds like that but I don't know, the place is suspicious but it is the only way, it has to be explored and followed.
It is likely that they did not use the torches on the walls and used others.
Celer sighed:
So what should we do now!
Harlan got up from his position and spoke:
We'll discover this crypt to its end, but with great caution, move and light those burners and then come forward to see what we have.
But sir I am worried about it, we don't have to explore it.
Harlan looked at him angrily and spoke:
_And what do we have to do, you i***t! I go back to the prince without what he asked of us!
Learn what it will do to us!
He will strip our skins from our bodies and separate our heads hanging on the city walls.
Walk away from my face, do what I ordered you to do, move.
_Excuse me, sir, your orders.