Hennery grinned. “I was hoping you’d see things my way. After all, I brought you these.” He stepped aside and pointed to their equipment waiting for them in the hallway beyond.
“By me ancestors, lad!” Tiryon gasped. “How’d ye manage that?”
Hennery shrugged. “I told you—I spent a year here as a page. I know my way all over the keep. I’m not sure why they store prisoners’ equipment so close to the cells, though. Something to do with the bookkeeping, I think. But it certainly makes it easier to effect an escape!”
It took only a moment for the small group to ready themselves and start down the stone corridors of the fortress, following Hennery as he led them out the way he’d come.
“Hennery, how many guards did you pass as you came in?” Layen asked as she and Tiryon all but carried Galen do
