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elves started to laugh.“So much for him,” it said. “How stupid . . . Lady? Will you listen to your warrior?”He gripped Shawn’s broken arm, and twisted.Shawn tried not to scream. Purple lights flashed in front of his eyes. He wondered what would happen if he passed out.224LOR06 ftffO ift0/£6He wished his mum was here.“Lady,” said the elf, “if you—““All right,” said Magrat’s voice, from somewhere in the darkness. “I’m going to come out. You must promise not to hurt me.”“Oh, indeed I do, lady.”“And you’ll let Shawn go.”looked hopefully along the corridor.
Magrat smiled brightly at the elf beside him. “This is for you,” she said, handing over the box. The elf took it auto-matically. “But you mustn’t open it. And remember you promised not to hurt me.”
The elves closed in behind Magrat. One of them raised a hand, with a stone knife in it.
“Lady?” said the elf holding the box, which was rocking gently in its hands.
“Yes?” said Magrat, meekly.
“I lied to you.”
The knife plunged toward her back.
And shattered.
The elf looked at Magrat’s innocent expression, and opened the box.
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