Leaving tbounded quarter of Belisaere proved to be a more difficult busiering it, particularly t to a long-abareet of derelict oy.

        t t and effit toue ing to be let tten in to a broad-bladed axe. Most of t, deeply curved boheir backs.

        “oue. “ into t of ty?”

        “Sgers,” replied toue. “Some of to last nigiohem.

        Parts of ty o till plenty of loot to be found. A risky business, I think . . .”

        Sabriel fully and looked back at t of ting by t    , s t soue probably looked like rival sgers. After all, o leave te of s er? S a bit like a ten sger. Eveest items of ill slig cloak t covered , because it    been er     of lemon, for ted soap.

        Sabriel t ting for t clearly ting for someted beting or squatting men picked togeto something resembling a line.

        Sabriel looked over o see o ty . tongued eo a loral gues occasionally lig against an ear or top of a small head.

        “I oo,” muttered toue, moving up closer to Sabriel, s. “But I t it ory. t, for to draend to search.”

        “ting!” raged Sabriel.

        “Immoral! t sgers! e o stop it!”

        Sarted foro blind and fuse t a sed her.

        Mogget, riding on    under rickled down in races, as o her ear.

        “ait! t    profit t is t t of the Dead!”

        Sabriel stood still, sears e and anger    s attack. Just stood, che children.

        to te, silent,     even fidget in tanding still, ill to a    dispirited sohe archway.

        Soon, treet, team r and reflected from armor and tle boy’s blond urning rigaking towards er’s hill.

        Sabriel, toue and Mogget folloer ten minutes speiating    first, tained leated to see an “official sger’s lise,” but translated as a request for bribes. t ter of bargaining, doo toue, and one for t. Strange ating, Sabriel t, but s stayed silent, not voig t he was being undervalued.

        Past t, and ter, Sabriel felt te presence of t didn’t reac. aiting for t, whe sun shone.

        In many     terparts of took . t tite    tims sadly limited. Every m sao fall bato Death.

        But more always came . . .

        “ting from side to side. “t part—but so many!”

        “Do the reservoir?”

        toue asked. tion t? S t f sunligervened. Little enougime, any t till tomorro less likely    and body could be brougoget    defeat Kerrigor—and Kerrigor o be defeated for to ones of t Cer—    banishe Kingdom . . .

        “e’ll g to blank out a sudden fragment of visual memory; sunlig little boy’s rudgi . . .

        “Pero rescue the way back.”

        toue led to treets,    an rode up empty, deserted streets, t-nails on t even is. Just ruin and decay.

        Finally, t ran around top t-out sumbled stone and timber    remained of the Royal Palace.

        “t Regent bur,” said Mogget, as all topped to look up. “About ty years ago. It ed e all t various visiting Ab up. t    mad and tried to burn t.”

        “ o him?” asked Sabriel.

        “ually,” replied Mogget. “Sook    marked ttempt at g the Kingdom.”

        “It iful building,” toue reminisced. “You could see out over t em of vents and ss to catd the sea breeze.

        ted dles burning . . .”

        ed at a he park fence.

        “e migrao tal caves in ty steps doo ter, raty from the Palace proper.”

        “One y-six,” said Mogget. “As I recall.”

        toue so turf of t, but rees nearby, and accly, shadows.

        Sabriel follo jumping doer forhe air.

        Sabriel dre left the bells.

        t, but none close. too open in daylight.

        tal caves es’    a fetid pond t ed seven er-spouting statues of bearded tritons. Noten leaves, and t solid h yellow-green slime.

        trances, side by side.

        toue led to t, tral entrance. Marble steps led do t, and marble pillars supported trance ceiling.

        “It only goes back about forty paces into toue explained, as t trance, sulpco t for pii high summer.

        t t may be locked, but so a Cerspell.

        teps are directly bety straig t ss. And it’s narrow.”

        “I’ll go first t belied ttering in omase any Dead, but there . . .”

        “Very oue, after a moment’s ation.

        “You don’t o e, you kno out, as tood in front of the sunshine.

        S a as pale as a Death-leeched neancer.

        errible t e ion, Sabriel didn’t believe it        an Abhorsen.

        “I do o,” toue replied.    o. I’ll never be free of my memories, oto do sometter ones. I o . . . seek redemption. Besides, I am still a member of t is my duty.”

        “So be it,” said Sabriel. “Anyway, I’m glad you’re here.”

        “I am too—in a strange sort of oue, and , but not quite, smiled.

        “I’m not,” interrupted Mogget, decidedly.

        “Let’s get on . e’re ing sunlight.”

        t opened easily to Sabriel’s spell, ter symbols of unlog and opening flo t    to cast. Even up ones of t Cer exerted an influe disrupted Cer Magic.

        t dleligeps, leading straigurns, just a straigair leading into darkness.

        Sabriel trod gingerly, feeling t stone crumble under s, so so keep ep. toue close be from ing Sabriel’s seps in front, so sed and distorted, sliding into t.

        S, someep. A c cut into he impression of a cold expanse.

        teps ended in a door, regular    e ns rose up like a forest to support a roof sixty feet above    stone, but er as cold and still as stone. Around ts of sunlig doerpoint to ting ns, leaving discs of liger. tudy of lig ter remained unknown, cloaked in heavy darkness.

        Sabriel felt toue tou she heard his whisper.

        “It’s about -deep. try and slip in as quietly as possible. ake your dle.”

        Sabriel nodded, passed t do step, before sloer.

        It    not unbearable. Despite Sabriel’s care, ripples spread out from er, and ti splas tou, and sifled a gasp. Not from t    from tones of t Cer. It     of gastric flu, bringing stomad dizziness. Bent over, sc tep, till t pains subsided to a dull ac    Clove aowe.

        “ is it?” woue.

        “Aones,” Sabriel muttered.

        Sook a deep breat aand it. Be careful w in.”

        Sook oue, er ter. Even foreou, and s broke out in lines on    spread from ry.

        Sabriel expected Mogget to jump up on    dislike for toue, but o toue artled too, but recovered    draped oue’s neck, and mely.

        “Keep to tion— t effeear ter.”

        Sabriel raised    and led off, foll to break tension of ter as little as possible. But t slos tern, adding to ter, plopping loudly from tely sliding dohe ns.

        S sense any Dead, but s sure    o to, like a stant, too-loud noise; omacaste of bile.

        t rea er, directly under one of t ss, ant, save for tiny, soft glohe dles.

        “A cloud,”    will pass.”

        to tiny outline of lig came p back down.

        Relieved, to -east    it    fresurned. More clouds folloill ts of ligerspersed by long stretcotal dark.

        t ted by passage do tional fear t tayed too long, and o a niging, life-hungry Dead.

        toue felt too, made more bitter by ones brokeill sa—a single frozen moment of time t    get out of his head.

        Despite t     luminesce off to , someer. Sed it out to toue.

        “t. “But it’s at least forty paces toer.”

        Sabriel didn’t ans faint lig sensation across t came wed    school.

        Leaving t ter, a V-line of ripples beoue looked again, ting t rose in ed doses of aic. oo, and could no longer properly feel .

        t about ty paces out, teadily opped, toue lifting tack. But t. t came from a diamond of prote, ter, lines of force sparklihem.

        In tood, empty stretc rimed ures, and ice girdled    ter around    Sabriel    about w was.

        “Fater, to join t sounds of t dripping.
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