Carefully, I made my way to the entryway and peeked out. Isobeau was having a very heated argument with a man who she dwarfed in size and probably, strength. But it wasn’t only Isobeau - N’kiri stood at her side, pushing away other men I presumed to be guards, who’d crowded them both near the gate’s entry. Whether they’d planned it or not, the row would give me a little more time to figure out how to get the women out.

As I turned back into the room, I saw a long flask...