“Careful, it’s trapped.” Feris warned.
“How do you know?” Nimble asked, half crouched before the door.
“Because there are seams running from about where your head is on that wall, up around the ceiling and back down on the other side.” Feris pointed as he spoke.
“Good eyes” Allianora smiled. “Guess all that reading by candle light hasn’t completely ruined you.”
“Ha-ha...” Nimble smirked, then turned back to the doorway.