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"
If
you
don
’
t
come
,
"
said
the
guard
,
"
I
have
been
ordered
to
take
steps
.
"
The
door
shot
back
and
her
face
pressed
against
his
,
almost
knocking
him
unconscious
with
the
scent
of
rotting
rose
petals
.
"
If
you
think
you
’
ll
lay
a
hand
on
me
-
"
she
began
.
The
guard
’
s
glance
darted
sideways
,
just
for
a
moment
,
to
the
dragon
kennels
.
Sybil
Ramkin
’
s
face
went
pale
.
"
You
wouldn
’
t
!
"
she
hissed
.
He
swallowed
.
Fearsome
though
she
was
,
she
was
only
human
.
She
could
only
bite
your
head
off
metaphorically
.
There
were
,
he
told
himself
,
far
worse
things
than
Lady
Ramkin
although
,
admittedly
,
they
weren
’
t
three
inches
from
his
nose
at
this
point
in
time
.
"
Take
steps
,
"
he
repeated
,
in
a
croak
.
She
straightened
up
,
and
eyed
the
row
of
guards
behind
him
.
"
I
see
,
"
she
said
coldly
.
"
That
’
s
the
way
,
is
it
?
Six
of
you
to
fetch
one
feeble
woman
.
Very
well
.
You
will
,
of
course
,
allow
me
to
fetch
a
coat
.
It
is
somewhat
chilly
.
"
