”When Wigg looked back at the three women, there were tears in his eyes again. Tristan becoming their enemy wasfrightening in the extreme. “You see,” he said, “I am no longer the Envoys’ servant. As she led the girls across theshiny marble floor, she nodded politely to the guards stationed there.
The first wavehad been successful, but there were many more to follow. Then he heard a soft splashing sound. Formed of crystalline rose quartz, it twinkledbeautifully in the flickering torchlight. After surveying the deck, Duvessa’s facebecame grim.
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