[A straight drop into the sea, from the sixth floor of a massive castle fortress. I should remind you it is also the middle of winter. Perhaps the men could survive the drop, but the child in Taair's arms? The cold alone is a serious risk.
But one they might have to take, anyway.
Because there is no water in the room. The stairs only lead back to the fire. The smoke is growing thicker. Flames lick at the walls just around the corner.
I'll just tell you now, there's only one way they're getting out of here.]
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But one they might have to take, anyway.
Because there is no water in the room. The stairs only lead back to the fire. The smoke is growing thicker. Flames lick at the walls just around the corner.
I'll just tell you now, there's only one way they're getting out of here.]