The castle had become noisier since the breach.
Recovery crews moved through corridors that normally belonged to servants and administrators, carrying tools, pressure gauges and replacement fittings toward the lower levels. Temporary notices covered half the walls, and every staircase near the eastern side had somebody checking names before allowing people through.
Trafalgar had just finished signing another movement form when Rhosyn appeared beside the doorway.
"The lower gallery is blocked."
"Again?"
"Pressure inspection. They are sending everyone around the western stairs."
Trafalgar folded the permit and put it inside his coat. The restrictions were irritating, but after the hearing he had little room to complain. He turned toward the longer route with Rhosyn beside him and the Myrrhvale guard following several paces back.
They reached the central crossing twenty minutes later.
