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Fortia dropped to her knees and clasped her hands together in supplication before me. “Please let me go!”
I frowned at her. “That depends on if you told us the truth. Do you really know how to lead us through the mist?”
Fortia slightly lifted her head and shrugged. “Well, I sort of know a route that might get you along the light line.”
I glanced at Kedie and held up the root. “Do I have to hold this for it to remember my commands?”
Kedie shook its head. “Nope. You stick it somewhere and it’ll stay like that forever.”
Fortia narrowed her eyes at me. “What are you talking about?”
I looked around for a moment before spotting what I wanted. It was a nice, fat old tree with gnarled branches and rough bark. I strolled over to the fine specimen of pokiness and wrapped the ‘lea
