Chapter 15

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Sandeul placed the hood on his head, hiding his face perfectly, he approached the mirror and observed his figure, after a few seconds he raised his hand and a glass of wine on a small table nearby levitated to him.

He was drinking when someone knocked on his door, he quickly removed his cloak and opened to watch the intruder.

-I talked to him - Sandeul looked down the hall and then abruptly shoved him into the room.

-What do you think you are doing here?- He said irritated for the imprudence, while grabbing his neck and clasping their faces.

-Bu..But I thought... -

-Oh! You're a jerk, What if someone was following you?- He released him and squeezed his temple.

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-Well, it doesn't matter, I will need help anyway- Sandeul walked to his bed where he had thrown the cape and put it on again.

-The Count won't have to wait too long to get out of the dungeon. Now I need you to get ahead and give the guard something to drink-

-No, no no, he won't drink anything if he's on duty, he take his job seriously-

-And how he let you pass before?-

-Because I told him that I wanted to spit the one who dared to challenge our Queen, but he won't let me go a second time- The pawn answered nervously.

-There must be a way we can pass- Suddenly he stopped and started moving his index finger up and down -Hey, the dungeons are close to the construction–

-Yes?-

-It wasn't a question!- He said irritated -I will go first to the construction, I will move some foundations made of metal so that they gradually fall-

-I don't think the guards run to see what happens, that's what patrollers are for-

-But what if ... What if what collapses falls exactly into the Count's cell?, Would they enter the cell?- "And I could ..." The rest continued in his mind.

-Okay, this is what we will do, I will mold the nearest column so that it slowly collapses and so I have time to hide near the cell- He related imagining things in his mind, walking from one side to the other without looking at him.

-Being close, I can mould the shackles of the Count to escape- He looked up.

-What do you need me for? -

-For you to notify the Count of the plan and be ready-

-But I already told you that they won't let me in… - Sandeul interrupted him.

-You will not enter; Dungeons have a small window, don't they?- The pawn nodded -You just need to take a piece of paper that I will write and throw it in the cell, without anyone noticing-

Outside the room parallel to the door, a brown thread hung, the thread began to ascend to the ceiling where a shadow picked it up.

-Lee Sandeul– the figure whispered and then disappeared.

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A shadow moved between the trees that were in the immediate vicinity of the cells.

His agitated breathing hummed in his ears, as if his heart was not in his chest but next to them, he seemed to hear nothing but his own palpitations, "the beasts have superhuman senses"

-If I get too close ... - Crouched in a tree he pondered the possibilities, he shook his head from side to side trying to avoid images, all where he lay in a pool of blood.

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