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Over my seal. Find him, Thomas. Destroy him. I don't want to die knowing that the author of this evil still lives. Mizar lifted the chain and considered it. Then he looked at Mattie. What do you think, my dear? he asked. Should I be your Seneschal? Mattie nodded firmly. I had to kill Sir Geoffrey and Tilson all bymyself, she growled. It's about time you helped! And you are the only one who can go after Glyss. He's too clever for the rest of us. Mizar nodded. He peeled off the wig and beard and set them on the table. Then he arranged the heavy necklace around his shoulders. This is going to terrify every honest criminal in the kingdom, observed best sex toys for women Jenks with a chuckle. Good, said Torch, standing up unsteadily. Now who has my sword, and how do we get some fast horses? There is no need to hurry, Torch, said the new Seneschal, slipping the death warrant into the folds of his robe. Glyss is under house arrest at Darkstone. I gave the order the day before yesterday. Return to Darkstone Glyss galloped through the forest toward Darkstone Manor. Every hoof-beat was a hammerblow to his throbbing shoulder but he kept google on through waves of pain. It was a hard run for the horse, twelve miles through the hills at high speed, but Glyss never had any sympathy for suffering creatures. He spurred the horse bloody and came to the abandoned manor house by noon. Glyss knew he had at most an hour before pursuers could arrive. He dismounted and pulled the saddlebags from the horse's back. He left the horse quivering and blowing in the courtyard as he pushed his way into the hall and down the steps into the dimly-lit cellar. He passed the inviting door to the fake treasure room best sex toys for women and put his good shoulder against a dusty rack best sex toys for women of wine bottles. The rack shifted to the side, revealing a hidden door. Glyss reached into his cotte and unpinned the small ring of keys he kept there. He fumbled one-handed for the key to his women secret chamber and then stopped in confusion. He blinked and stared at the key ring. There were too many keys! He leaned against the cellar wall and considered this puzzling discovery. There were two new keys on the ring. How? Someone put them there, of course. Who could have done that? His mind struggled to focus. Who? Jenks, he decided. Jenks the Toad. Why? best sex toys for women That took a minute to work out, but his devious mind quickly found the right answer. To falsely accuse me. He laughed, not without pain, at his good fortune in escaping this trap. It didn't matter whether the keys belonged to the king, or the chamberlain, or Sir Geoffrey, or some murdered noble. He women would not be caught with them. Glyss pulled the two keys off the ring and dropped them carelessly on the floor. He had some difficulty working the lock on the secret door, but after two or three false starts, the old lock decided to cooperate best sex toys for women and the door swung back. He still had enough use of his left hand to hold the flint while he struck sparks to light a lamp. He went around the room lighting candles until he could see clearly. Glyss' sanctuary was similar to Mizar's but with a different theme. Where Mizar took pleasure in natural beauty, Glyss sought only to destroy. The secret room had originally been the armory of the manor, complete with racks of spears, bows, crossbows and swords. It contained dozens of different