They took the two men from the south yard below before the blood on the stones had fully dried.
Sable followed Cassian and Jace down into the lower room while the hall above still held the sound of the house putting itself back together after the failed grab. A horse being steadied in the outer yard. A stores woman snapping at a wall guard who had stepped too close to a cloth bundle with muddy boots. Nessa moving keys from one order to another with the hard little clicks of metal on wood. It all carried faintly through the stair and stone, reminding Sable that the life Rowan had tried so hard to cut into still existed above their heads and still moved even now.
Rowan sat where they had left her.
