The scene inside was one of horror. The Lady Arell lay in a crumpled heap on the tile floor with the hilt of a dagger protruding from between her shoulders. In the center of the steaming pool, a tall, raw-boned woman in a dark cloak was grimly holding something under the water-something that struggled weakly-and floating on the surface above tat
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And his world stopped, except that it couldn't, except that he was the gods-damned Child of Light and his entire world was inside this tiny little body and he wasn't letting it go.
"What can I do," because he didn't know, couldn't think. And so "Aunt Pol, what can I do?"
But Aunt Pol wasn't there. He laid her down, but there were no signs of life, nothing.
"SOMEBODY HELP ME!"
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"Ce'Nedra!" he said sharply. "You've got to wake up. Please don't die, Ce'Nedra!" But there was no sign, no movement from his wife. Still holding the amulet, Garion began to weep. "Aunt Pol," he cried brokenly, "what can I do?"
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