They had staying at the Sign of Three Lemons. They had gotten everyone to stay in there rooms for the night. When the bell sounded signal sun fall, Sabriel had gone off the ruined part of the city, equipped with bells and sword. Touchstone stayed in The Three Lemons, watching and waiting by the window.
Sabriel had passed under the safe aqueduct-bounded quarter of Belisaere, the guards had been no trouble, they had let her in when they could see she was the Abhorsen. After a she reached a point where she could see all around her she drew out Saraneth. Holding the bell by the clapper, and sword in the other, she could sense the dead all around her. Ringing the bell, all dead that heard it were now at her will. Swapping Saraneth for Kibeth ringing the bell she heard screeching from the dead around her for they now knew she was the Abhorsen and they would be walking past the ninth gate.
Sabriel repeated this task until she could not feel any more dead around her. Replacing the bells in their leather cases she started to walk back to the Sign of The Three Lemons.
Touchstone had been sitting in the chair watching the street. He still felt uneasy regardless of what Sabriel had said. Seeing someone walking slowly towards the inn. He got up to see if it was Sabriel. Noticing the silver keys on her surcoat Touchstone knew it was Sabriel. Walking down the stairs he met her just as she was walking in.
'Touchstone.' Sabriel said as she walked over to him. 'They have all gone.'
Understanding what she meant Touchstone nodded. 'You need to get some rest, you have another big day tomorrow too.' Sabriel nodded, tomorrow they would have to gather everybody up in King Anstyr's Fountain Square to tell them the dad have all gone and the king has returned.
Seeing that Sabriel was tiered, Touchstone swooped her up in a bridal fashion and carried her to her room, with in minutes Sabriel was asleep.