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Geht that peeked into her cell and studied her newly acquired itee and walked the perimeter of her cell "It’s all stone, so unless I could chop through the iron bars--which I can’t--I can’t burrow out And even if I did, the soldiers would be blamed for my escape I will have to escape when I’en I hed and lifted the hatchet up again to study it "Where on earth a to hide this?"

Minutes stretched into hours as Ge the hatchet in her clothes so it would neither fall out nor cut her

It wasn’t until the sky was purple-blue with the beginning of night that Ge anyone besides Lady Linnea, but the guards hadn’t dropped off lunch or appeared to take her breakfast tray

I don’t blaht as she rested her back against a grungy wall and closed her eyes

"You lie and say you can spin flax into gold, and you return to the dungeons after a successful escape atteht have a death wish"

Gemma lurched forward in surprise at the fae

Gemma stood, careful not to disrupt the various escape items she had strapped to her body, and hopped on the stool to look out the ceiling-

The h ease to make Lady Linnea jealous He still wore his unusual, black cloak, but today he had on tan, cotton pants that puffed a little at the knee but were tucked into his boots, a blue sash with incredible beadwork as a belt, and black cotton shirt with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows A blue dragon was embroidered on his shirt, and if Gemma looked at it out of the corner of her eye it seeon moved

Why does he dress so oddly? Hein styles froe’s clothes

He lounged on the cold ground as if he were seated on pilloith his elbows propped on the grate and his legs carelessly crossed His face was covered by his cloak, but his fine chin and lips were pointed down at Gemma

"I very much wish to live," Ge, in that case," the en would have killed h I cannot abide thefor him, and it would be cruel to leave her alone in this world"

"And your escape this afternoon?"

"The guards in charge of htered"