eminded tle girl, demanding to be properly escorted  out on one of ations.

    ter and faster, till Sabriel t umble tering to a  in a tangle of sword and bells.

    But s someing t e, so the whirlpool.

    “As I aking teps t a time as ly as  ill an Ab various times, as far back as te, but t poning tronger all time, as lesser Cer Stones eriorated— and we grew weaker.”

    “ion oo quickly, particularly he run.

    “t Cer bloodlines,” replied Abo all intents and purposes means Ab extinct. And t of t of construct left over after t t Stones.”

    trode confidently out into t, Sabriel close at ing, probing advance, Abically jogged along, obviously folloe.

    ell,  landmarks or any obvious signs, Sabriel  ty-odd years traversing Deat as easy.

    “So,” continued Abo finish Kerrigor once and for all.

    t you to roy it, and t form—, you can get t of ate, and , repair t Cer Stones . . .”

    “t . . . a in Death?”

    “A bastard son, actually, and possibly crazy,”

    Ab really listening. “But ? Oh, yes, yes he is . . . you said was . . . you mean—”

    “Yes,” said Sabriel, unoucone. And ing in the reservoir.

    Near tones. it.”

    Ab time, clearly taken aback.

    “All our plans go astray, it seems,” o to use my blood to break a Great Stone, but I managed to protect myself, so ented rapping me in Death.

    you o my body, and  I  trapped as securely as , and planned a reverse.

    But noo break t Cer—”

    “ection,” Sabriel