THE DARK TUNNEL LET OUT, of all places, in the hearth of the great meeting room deep inside the castle.
I pushed a stone slab out of the way of the opening and wormed my way through. Sleeping knights lay all around. If they woke, I was as good as dead.
I crept silently about the room, lifting a sword from one knight who snored dead to the world. I snatched a piece of cheese off the floor and ate the morsel furtively. Then I hurried out of the room.
I knew not what hour it was, but the castle halls were dark and completely quiet. Declining candles flickered against the walls.
I rushed toward the castle's main entrance, careful not to encounter anyone.
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