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“Tell me,” said Amy. “What happened to her?” she asked the guard that carried Lady Annabeth’s unresponsive body. “My Queen,” replied the sentry. “A Luxdale Official found her and brought her to us. He said that Lady Annabeth was seen lying motionless on the ground, her horse standing beside her.” “Where was this?” asked King Henri. “On the road to Bridgerock town.” Amy turned to Henri, her face a question. “It is the town next to Saphira, a half-day’s ride away,” King Henri answered. He turned his eyes back to Lady Annabeth as the guard lowerer her body to the bed. “Will she be okay?” Amy asked him. They were inside the Castle’s infirmary. The treatment room of Luxdale was bigger and looked more alive than the one they had back in Gustav. It was almost evening and the sun’s rays h