Lying naked atop the wagon bedding, Yasmin’s body glistened in the moonlight. The Pon Q’tarclerics were impressed. Several dozen desks sat in neat rows, their tops laden with more scrolls, texts, andtools of the craft. ”Nathan pulled his hand away.
As Tristan hurried closer, Traax sheathed his dreggan, thenpointed to the beast. “I have heard their story,” she added sadly. “Has the fleet returned?”“No,” she said. Rememberingwhat Wigg had said, the normally inquisitive princess did her best to remain silent.
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