Dauphin arrived at where she knew to be one of the best stables in the city. Which would have been a perfect place to house her faelan, if it were not for the simple fact that they were closed! There was not a stable hand or even a night watchman in sight, which was strange given the obvious value of some of the animals that would be inside.
Making her way round the side in search of anyone that could help her, Dauphin was unfortunate enough to find the poor night watchman. Or who she presumed was the night watchman anyway, it was hard to distinguish it as being anyone other than a body slumped to the ground, dead from a sword thrust to the stomach.
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