‘Your masters assured us we would be safe here. That no one and nothing could find me here. What is the good of my hiding from assassins, only to be drowned in stinking mud?’ Malta blinked. The Elder phantasms faded, leaving the Satrap of Jamaillia scowling down at her. ‘Well, don’t just lie there. Get up and take us to your masters. They will feel my wrath.’ Companion Kekki had gone back into the chamber to snatch up a lantern. ‘She is useless,’ she declared to the Satrap. ‘Follow me. I think I know the way.’
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