The General leaned forward to hear the Kuguar's words. When Raschen was through speaking, he listed to one side, leaning his cheek on his fist. Pondering he said,<br/><br/>"I will consult with the Council. Take them out!"<br/><br/>Guards stepped up to them, taking each of them by the elbow. Taryn was semi lifted from the ground. In her head, she could hear the voice of her mentor and trainer,<br/>"Steady steady now. Warriors must not react but must be in control. Your body will tell you to fight, run or freeze but you must override these compulsions."<br/><br/>They were marched deeper inside and brought to  floating bridge. The guards nudged them inside the suspended plank enclosed with half plank walls. Below was a black fathomless chasm.<br/><br/>"Where are you taking us?" Taryn managed to remain calm, her voice steely.<br/><br/>"Guest quarters,ma'am." the guard answered, formally.<br/><br/>Raschen put his paw over her hand, to quiet her. The bridge began to move slowly, swaying and creaking as the motor whirred. In just seconds, the plank bumped against a rock ledge.<br/><br/>"All ashore," the guard smirked, pointing his spear at them. Taryn followed Raschen off the bridge and to a sumputously furnitured room. There was space for a massive bed covered in red velvet, plush chairs, small tables filled with food and golden goblets of wine. The back rock wall was hung with fine tapestries. The side walls sported mirrors and paintings. There was no front wall, only open air.<br/><br/>Before Taryn could spin back to the plank, it was gone. Raschen caught her before she plunged over the edge.<br/><br/>"Where are we?" she whispered. "An oubliette?"