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pretty well,” he said.
    “I never knew you were such an expert card player.” She looked him up and down. His stance was steady. “Or an expert drunkard.”
    He grinned. “There’s a lot you don’t know about me, Celaena Sardothien.” He grabbed her shoulder, suddenly closer than she’d like. “Ready?” he asked, and she nodded, looking to the lightening sky.
    “Let’s go.” She pulled out of his grasp and yanked off her gloves, stuffing them in her pocket. “The watch at the tower must have changed by now. We’ve got until dawn to disable that chain and the catapults.” They’d debated for a while about whether it would be more useful to just destroy the chain from its unguarded opposite side. But even if they did, they’d still have the catapults to contend with. It was better to risk the guards and take out both the chain and the catapults at once.
    “If we live through this, Celaena,” Sam said, heading toward the side street that led to the docks, “remind me to teach you how to play cards properly.”
    She cursed colorfully enough to make him laugh, and launched into a run.
    They turned onto a quiet street just as someone stepped out of the shadows.
    “Going somewhere?”
    It was Rolfe.

CHAPTER
9
    Down the slope of the street, Celaena could perfectly see the two slave ships sitting—still unmoving—in the bay. And the mast-snapping chain not too far from them. Unfortunately, from his angle, so could Rolfe.
    The sky had turned light gray. Dawn.
    Celaena bowed her head to the Pirate Lord. “I’d rather not get my hands dirty in that mess.”
    Rolfe’s lips formed a thin line. “Funny, given that you tripped the man who started the brawl.”
    Sam glared at her. She’d been subtle, damn it!
    Rolfe drew his sword, the dragon’s eyes gleaming in the growing light. “And also funny, since you’ve been spoiling for a fight for days, that you suddenly decided to vanish when everyone’s attention is elsewhere.”
    Sam raised his hands. “We don’t want any trouble.”
    Rolfe chuckled, a harsh, humorless sound. “Maybe you don’t, Sam Cortland, but she does.” Rolfe stepped toward her, his sworddangling at his side. “She’s wanted trouble since the moment she got here. What was your plan? Steal treasure? Information?”
    From the corner of her eye, something shifted in the ships. Like a bird flexing its wings, a row of oars shot out from their sides. They were ready. And the chain was still up.
    Don’t look, don’t look, don’t look …
    But Rolfe looked, and Celaena’s breathing turned shallow as he scanned the ships.
    Sam tensed, his knees bending slightly.
    “I am going to kill you, Celaena Sardothien,” Rolfe breathed. And he meant it.
    Celaena’s fingers tightened around her sword, and Rolfe opened his mouth, lungs filling with air as he prepared to shout a warning.
    Quick as a whip, she did the only thing she could think of to distract him.
    Her mask clattered to the ground, and she shook off her hood. Her golden hair gleamed in the growing light.
    Rolfe froze. “You … You’re … What sort of trickery is this?”
    Beyond them, the oars began moving, churning the water as the boats turned toward the chain—and the freedom beyond it. “Go,” she murmured to Sam. “ Now .”
    Sam only nodded before he sprinted down the street.
    Alone with Rolfe, Celaena raised her sword. “Celaena Sardothien, at your service.”
    The pirate was still staring at her, his face pale with rage. “How dare you deceive me?”
    She sketched a bow. “I did nothing of the sort. I told you I was beautiful.”
    Before she could stop him, Rolfe shouted, “They’re trying to steal our ships! To your boats! To the watchtower!”
    A roar erupted around them, and Celaena prayed that Sam could reach the watchtower before the pirates caught him.
    Celaena began circling the Pirate Lord. He circled her, too. He wasn’t drunk in the least.
    “How old are you?” Each of his steps was carefully