Lebwin grabbed onto Almathea as she fell to the ground. Turning to his wife, he spoke in a loud whisper, "You shall take her to the back of the stables. There is a donkey-drawn cart prepared to wait there. Do your best to stay hidden."
Maore grabbed her daughter and carried her on her back. The shouts that previously seemed distant were moving closer and closer to the door. Maore bowed at the waist, "As you wish, my lord. I shall return."
With one sword in her hand, and the other hand supporting Almathea so that she wouldn't fall, Maore walked up to the desk that Lebwin used.
She pressed one of the buttons that were next to a pen holder. The desk rumbled as it pushed itself to the side, revealing a tunnel that was big enough to fit them both. She took a few steps down the stairs and when only her head was visible, she turned to the two people still in the room, "Stay alive."
