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Ruby, gardener’s assistant, and Sala, kitchen worker, were now blended into the background of the mansion’s everyday lives. They memorized every detail of their surroundings and passed the information to Buckle, who shared it with the others as the plan started to come together. Tut received the indistinguishable fake, and set the date for Clay and Buckle to make the exchange. Red and 'Mander would go about their work and some days after the deed was done, quietly resign. | Ruby, gardener’s assistant, and Sala, kitchen worker, were now blended into the background of the mansion’s everyday lives. They memorized every detail of their surroundings and passed the information to Buckle, who shared it with the others as the plan started to come together. Tut received the indistinguishable fake, and set the date for Clay and Buckle to make the exchange. Red and 'Mander would go about their work and some days after the deed was done, quietly resign. | ||
[[File:Moonflower.jpg|thumb|180x180px|A moonflower.]]One late night, a week before the switch was to be made, Red opened the gate to enter the gardens. The family’s prized | [[File:Moonflower.jpg|thumb|180x180px|A moonflower.]]One late night, a week before the switch was to be made, Red opened the gate to enter the gardens. The family’s prized moonflower bushes, which she had come to love, could only be pruned under the full moon. | ||
Her elven sight picked out familiar details of wet topiary and night-blossoms – and a man’s figure, outlined by moonlight. Buckle stood motionless in the gloom, an unreadable expression in his dark eyes, a plucked, glimmering blossom in his palm. | Her elven sight picked out familiar details of wet topiary and night-blossoms – and a man’s figure, outlined by moonlight. Buckle stood motionless in the gloom, an unreadable expression in his dark eyes, a plucked, glimmering blossom in his palm. | ||
''We’ve been betrayed. ''His voice came breathy and thick. ''They’re all dead. ''She saw the blood on his face, his clothes, as he thrust her backwards through the open gate and slammed it closed between them. The locking bars fell into place. She clutched at his fingers as he fell against the bars, and he pressed a cold, hard object into her hand — a | ''We’ve been betrayed. ''His voice came breathy and thick. ''They’re all dead. ''She saw the blood on his face, his clothes, as he thrust her backwards through the open gate and slammed it closed between them. The locking bars fell into place. She clutched at his fingers as he fell against the bars, and he pressed a cold, hard object into her hand — a moonflower made of white stone. Shouts from the conservatory behind him; dark figures emerging from the entrance; the silver gleam of drawn swords. He desperately urged her to run, go, now''.'' ''Please, Ruby. '' | ||
She ran. | She ran. |