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"How many outlaws are there?" Eodwine asked Rowenna.
"Twelve."
"Make that two less at least," Eodwine said.
Just then he heard cries of distress, and stopped. He and the others had not gotten far. If he had the rights of it, he knew that those cries were coming from none other than the tower where Ritun and Lefun had been imprisoned. It was no good. He could not leave the twins there, not knowing if they could be saved.
"Cnebba and Garmund, you stay with Rowenna! I'm going back for Rilef!" He turned to Rowenna. "Keep out of sight and keep safe! Watch for my return!"
She nodded, and he started of at a run. He had two daggers now, little enough they were against swords, but they would have to do.
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