The amazing respiteinto his past had been brief but welcome. Despite everyone’s losses they should all be happy and looking forwardto their futures. Perhaps Mallory is still too weakfor whatever she had planned, Shailiha guessed. Her voice was little more than a whisper.
In the Custom House they were herded into some ofthe basement rooms. Soft, golden light was supplied by a combination of oil sconces and desk lamps, allenchanted to burn continually and without smoke. Mesmerized by the scene, the prince couldn’t help wondering how many brave riders would die,simply because Rafe had ordered them to do this bizarre thing. Joe and Glen smoked their pipes together in Glen'scabin and chewed the fat a good deal.
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