Jake messed up his hair and ripped the sleeves of his clothes. “That should make me look like a lowly servant.”
“Now, you look like a human servant,” said Zill, smearing Jake's face with dirt.
“That's perfect." Jake dusted his eyelashes and turned to Zill, "I want you to wait here with the horses. If things go according to plan we shall return before sunrise.”
Emily took the lead and Jake followed her with his gaze fixed on the ground. It would take all their acting skills to convince the warlock guards that they weren’t outsiders from another world.
As the pair neared the moat, a booming voice arrested their footsteps. “Halt! Who goes there? Reveal your identity or die!”
“I am an elven Sage. My name is Emilia Lanor. And this here is my servant Joe.” Emily tried to answer the questio
