Thedead man’s eyes still open, his head toppled to the dirt. “You may approach,” she said. I bidyou good night. We sail as soon as possible.
“But what are you suggesting?”Tristan started to explain his plan. I hope with all my heart thatcan happen. “Good afternoon, Jin’Sai,” she said. Double doors laden with gilt filigreestood at the far end of the crimson-carpeted hallway.
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