12/03/2026 04:08

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I'll remember that, the next time you act the goose, so watch yourself. Madness! The thought flew by dimly, almost out of reach. The corridors beneath the keep were silent, and feebly lit by flickering, far-spaced lamps on the walls. She drew a breath and went on; her tone was coldly serene again, but angry white spots marred her cheeks.

You can coast to Mayene easily enough. It was all there, the seven wide, colored stairs around a pale floor, and the tall stone column in the middle. It did not sound odd, her calling him son or him calling her Mother, though comparing her smooth cheeks to his craggy face made him seem more like her father, or even grandfather. The Sea Folk are agitated, their ships flying from port to port with barely a pause.