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He smiled and bowed his head. “Very good, but first let us attire ourselves in warmer clothes.” He moved to the door, but I did not follow.
“Where are we to go?” I asked him.
Lord Moray paused at the entrance and turned to me. “Do not fear that I mean for us to brave the storm outside. We will remain indoors.”
I frowned. “But the attire-”
“We are to go to the dungeons beneath the castle,” he explained.
I felt the color drain from my face and my grip on the knife tightened. I stepped away from him and shook my head. “If that is where you mean to take me then I will not follow you.”
“Would you have us continue our fruitless conversation, or would you rather have your answers?” he returned.
“I would have my answers where I might better judge a route of escape,” I retorted.
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