Past the drawbridge, I turned the beast's head to the right and urged him into a canter down the slope of the road. It was a crisp, clear night with the face of the moon smiling among thousands of stars glittering overhead. The road was well enough illuminated that my mount had no need for me to carry a torch, and his hooves were confident upon the smooth stone roadway.

Although I had often had occasion to visit the city over the years, I had only been inside the palace once, and briefly at that. Old Master Fox had required me to help him carry a load of records for the library there when I was an apprentice, and had taken delight in my wonderment at the lavish decor so different from the austerity of our own Keep.

My hood thrown back allowed the cold wind to run its icy fingers through my hair, and ...

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