“Now,” Tristan said, “allow but one blood drop to fall onto the parchment that Gunther holds. You two were inseparable, even then! Let me remember—what was it thatyou miscreants were trying to do? Ah, yes—something about perfecting a spell that would allowyou the power to turn lead into gold. The chamber was large and well lit. “But if highlanders go hungry, Ox no care.
Tristan’s response was immediate and unthinking. “Indeed,” he said quietly. As expected, each ship tilted hard toward starboard or port. “But so long as you are with us, your concerns overthe Tome do not matter.
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