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"There won't be any tricks. You can be sure of that." Letha's hand flew to where her sword would have hung at her side if the constables in Elith hadn't confiscated it. She looked down at her hip and swore.

Your rescuers had told Letha to meet them down the road from Elith, so you followed her there. She kept proposing strategies for how to handle the upcoming conversation, as if she was making a battle plan.

You made your way to a crossroads some distance from Elith. It was deserted—the hour was late, and few people traveled in and out of Elith on the busiest of days. Curiously, there was no sign the constables had noticed your escape.

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