After a long while they heard the cinders crunching down the track and someone trying the fastenings of the boxcar doors down the train. But according to Minion custom, two more things needed bedone to announce their betrothal. The Fledgling bowed respectfully. “It’s been a long time since we stood on these decks, eh, First Wizard?” sheasked.
When Actinius reached herside, they started for her personal quarters. Finally shesmiled. “What type of fool do you take mefor?” he asked. The food was wonderful, and rather unlike anything Tristan had tasted before.
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