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KJ clutched the knife in one cold hand, lowering the heel of her other hand to the ground for support.
She was in a full crouch now. Just a few yards away she could see the hooded man on the bench, under the portico, and he looked to be dozing.
“If he’s a guard, he isn’t a very good one,” She thought.
Something about him didn’t fit.
A moment ago, as she was sneaking along the wall, she had glanced into the window of the resort and saw some of the thugs.
The King’s soldiers were no better at guard duty. They lay sprawled and asleep on the lobby furniture, surrounded by trash and bottles, no doubt sleeping off another hard debauch.
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KJ clutched the knife in one cold hand, lowering the heel of her other hand to the ground for support.
She was in a full crouch now. Just a few yards away she could see the hooded man on the bench, under the portico, and he looked to be dozing.
“If he’s a guard, he isn’t a very good one,” She thought.
Something about him didn’t fit.
A moment ago, as she was sneaking along the wall, she had glanced into the window of the resort and saw some of the thugs.
The King’s soldiers were no better at guard duty. They lay sprawled and asleep on the lobby furniture, surrounded by trash and bottles, no doubt sleeping off another hard debauch.
...
Hosted on Acast. See acast.com/privacy for more information.

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