[The guard paused a moment longer, parsing what Kurt had said. A moment more, and he straightened with a nod.]
This way, prince.
[The other guards on patrol fell into formation behind Kurt without any prompting, and the first guard led the way down one of the side corridors.
The cuckoo also tags along, though with less fanfare. It flutters into a windowsill until they pass, then goes ahead into the next one. In between preening its wings, it seems to be looking at Kurt.
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This way, prince.
[The other guards on patrol fell into formation behind Kurt without any prompting, and the first guard led the way down one of the side corridors.
The cuckoo also tags along, though with less fanfare. It flutters into a windowsill until they pass, then goes ahead into the next one. In between preening its wings, it seems to be looking at Kurt.
Kwik-kwik-kwik it calls.]