Another warrior entered the room, walked up to Shailiha, and clicked his heels. Teetering on the cusp of death,Serena lingered under the care of her worried consuls for two more days. He still had no idea who they were, or how they had become proficient in thecraft. Bone-tired, he sat that way for some time, thinking.
“You know your orders!” At once all four mystics ran from the room. If he remains this way much longer he might neverreturn. Since finding himlashed to the mast, Duvessa had yet to see him open his eyes. “You too,” he added sadly.
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