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With that last bitter comment, he turned and motioned the rest of the patrol to part, creating a gap so that the entourage could pass through.
Faeryl nodded her thanks and motioned for the rest of them to follow her, then they were past the patrol and alone on the thoroughfare once again. Pharaun could see that the envoy was troubled by the patrol leader's words. He had to admit it was not a good sign.
«Let go of me!» Quenthel hissed, jerking her arm free, and the wizard blinked in surprise, having forgotten that he still grasped her and was steering her along.
«My apologies, Mistress,» Pharaun said, bowing slightly. «In light of the situation, I thought it prudent to try to smooth things over the best way possible. In a way, though, it was good. You drew attention away from the draegloth.»
«Fine,» she answered, still scowling. «We got through them, that's the important thing. Now, let's see just how bad it is inside the city.»
It wasn't long before the group had reached the gates of the City of Shimmering Webs. Continuing their masquerade as bruised and battered merchants, they passed through the guards there and found themselves inside.
It was chaos.