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“So, are we going?” asked Tarkyn. “Or shall we stand here chatting while these two sorcerers bleed to death?” As they headed down the ridge towards the farmhouse, he added, “I presume you will precede me to introduce the idea of my presence gently?”
“I think I had better.” Danton pointed to the two dogs who were now straining at their chains trying to reach Tarkyn but still managing to restrain their excitement to the odd quiet whine. “Perhaps you could chat to these dogs while I pave the way. They are obviously keen to see you.” He shook his head briefly in wonder. “I’ll be back shortly. Waterstone and Autumn Leaves, if you come with me, I’ll show you where I stood watching.”
Once the woodmen were installed outside the window, Danton walked around to the front of the house and calml
