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off my air. Which would have been a huge problem if IтАЩd needed to breathe more than a few times a
minute.

On cue, the horde descended on us. There were too many of them to do me much damage; all I really
saw (and felt) was a flurry of fists. Nostro released his grip and I heard him say, тАЬThe pit for her!тАЭ

The horde bore me away. I didnтАЩt try to fightтАФwhy bother? The odds were thirty-to-one. Instead I
focused on keeping my feet, which was tough because they were sweeping me along so fast and furiously
my toes were barely skimming the floor.

Down, down, down the stairs we went, and before I could so much as get a look at the room I was
flying through the air, from darkness to more darkness. And someone came down into the darkness with
me.

CHAPTER FIFTEEN
 The someone was a girl. Well, she could have been a hundred years old for all I knew, but she looked
as if sheтАЩd be carded for buying cigarettes. Although it was quite dark in the pit, my undead eyeballs
were working just great, and I could make out her delicate, pale features: sharp chin, high cheekbones,
and big dark eyes. Pansy eyes, I think theyтАЩre called, large and pretty and fringed with beautifully sooty
lashes. We stood in the pit together and stared at each other. She looked so young, so fresh; if sheтАЩd
whipped out a pair of pom-poms and started cheering I wouldnтАЩt have been surprised.

Instead, she dropped to her knees and bowed so low her forehead was scraping the pitтАЩs bottom.
тАЬMajesty, I beg your forgivenessтАжI couldnтАЩt help you upstairs, there were too many of them.тАЭ

тАЬGet up, donтАЩt call me that, and donтАЩt sweat it. Jeez, will you get up? This floor is disgusting.тАЭ I shifted
tentatively; yup. My shoes were definitely sticking. It was like being in a movie theater after a midnight
showing ofThe Rocky Horror Picture Show . тАЬSeriously: get up.тАЭ I bent, seized her arm, pulled her
upright.

тАЬMajestyтАФтАЭ

тАЬBetsy.тАЭ

тАЬQueen BetsyтАФтАЭ

тАЬBet. See.тАЭ

She looked away from me, then shyly glanced back. тАЬI canтАЩt. Could you call Elizabeth the Second
тАШBetsyтАЩ?тАЭ

тАЬWell, no,тАЭ I admitted, тАЬalthough someone probably should. And IтАЩm not the queen.тАЭ

тАЬNot yet,тАЭ she said mysteriously.

I let that pass. тАЬWhere are we? I mean, why am I down here? Is this like the dungeon?тАЭ

тАЬIf only, Majesty. The Master keeps his Fiends down here. Even now he is rushing to pull the lever. The
cage doors will go up, and the Fiends will be upon us.тАЭ