"No," says Sabriel instantly, hearing Touchstone react simultaneously. Their voices echo abruptly in the enclosed cavern, and she glances across to see her her husband looking back at her.

"No," she repeats, more quietly. "I looked in on Kerrigor when I visited the House. He sleeps still and forever under Ranna's spell, locked in the cellar, bound with every Mark of ward and guard your father and I have ever known. It is not Kerrigor."


Thank the Charter.