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Lincoln and I squeeze inside the Pulpitum. The Boudoir of Striga is an unofficial transfer station, so this Pulpitum is a small circular disc set into the floor of an equally tiny closet.
Did I mention everything in here’s still covered in velvet? It is.
Note to self: research Lucas’s grandfather sometime. There’s a story there.
After we step onto the disc, Lincoln sets his hands on my waist; I loop my arms around his neck. Our bodies meet in a sweet hug. Not only is it safer to travel this way, it’s also recovery therapy. In any case, that’s my story and I’m sticking to it.
“This is Lincoln Vidar Osric Aquilus, activating Pulpitum transfer station.”
A young woman’s voice fills the small room. “Your Highnesses. What a surprise.”
“Hello, Juliana,” calls Lincoln. My guy knows all t
