Shailiha slowed as she neared the next hallway corner. Butremembering Wigg’s warnings, she stopped when she reached the sitting room door. Looking down, Tristan saw thathe was carrying a canvas cinch bag. Glad to finally be alone,Tristan had gazed into the fireplace and come to some conclusions of his own.
He tried looking past his captor and towardthe warrior campsite, but the riverbank blocked his view. This is highlander business. In its place, an azure craft formula materialized. She looked for the world like she had just seen a ghost.
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