"You could assert that after you kill Lohte you'll give it back."

"I could, but that wouldn't actually as worded be very protective against me murdering you all, not that I plan to do that. If you give me the weapon I will shoot him and then give it back once he's dead; I don't expect to do anything else while I have it; I don't want any of you dead; if I did, I'd still play nice until I was back with the rest of me."

"I can slag it afterwards so it won't be lurking, but I don't want it to come down to a contest of reaction time."

"Why would I shoot a bunch of people here? Because I'm evil? That's not actually how evil ...works."

"I don't actually see a reason for a standard issue service weapon to be around after serving this one purpose and if you want one to we can talk about that later." He kicks the wagon of gold at her. He adds the gun on top.

She picks up the gun. 

"I would like to give you this gold in exchange for killing you, agreed?" she says to Lohte.

- he nods.

She shoots him. 

"Someone want to double check if we're slow now?"

"My fellow wing-haver seems to've vanished," he points out, disintegrating the gun. He puts the fairy body in another wagon. He puts a lid on it. "Let's not keep them waiting."

"I'll call ahead." He does a Sending. "Urgently require your assistance, prepared Miracle today?" Pauses. 

"He has it."

Cam grabs the wagon handle and heads out.

A few dozen guards join them as they head out of the palace.

"Here's a bunch of gold and the diamonds for the spell and here's a body to raise, don't cast till we're out of the room, that's important."

The guy looks really confused.  "Your grace, what -"

"The last one took a Miracle, for complicated reasons. If this one's easier - he died today - then great, I don't care what spell you use as long as he makes it. He might immediately vanish once alive, that's fine."

"-yes, your grace."

"Leave the door open," Cam recommends. And they go.

He wakes up.

"Oh good, you're fast. They left the door open."

"Is there a route back to the gate through which we definitely won't see them?"

"I'll go ahead of you to make sure."

"Thank you."

A few minutes later they're back through the gate. Promise shuts it.

He takes a deep breath, a little shakily. "How long has it been?"

"I slept once."

- nod. 

"Thank you."

"I didn't wind up doing anything, you don't even need this drawing I brought along, but you're welcome."