“They await you in the meeting room,” Xanthus answered cryptically. Her face was attractive, her expression calm. “We all understand that! Tell us something we don’t know!”Returning to the moment, Faegan smiled. Then hisexpression hardened.
But calling the craft had become impossible forthem all. “What’s so good about it, sir?” the hooded man asked. Tristanknocked on the door; then he and Wigg walked in. Scowling, Tristan couldn’t help but wonder whether he would eversee Shadow again, but there was little he could do about it.
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