Damn it, he was through with the sea; he was going to settle down and have a little married life. A light breeze rippled its surface. “SERENA,” SHE HEARD THE VOICES CALL AS SHE LAY SLEEPING. ”Serena closed her eyes.
The kitchen had a warm cosy smel of apples and bacon grease and lamps. Suddenly broughtback to reality, Xanthus returned his gaze to the shrouded Pon Q’tar clerics. the oven door and pul ed out a great pan of cornmuffins that she dumped into a dish on the dining table already set next the window. From what she had been told, at night the Citadel was alwaysbrightly illuminated.
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