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Bard
When Bard finally steered Jori back to his room after the party, the buzz of a Sentry already surrounded the Kepron’s mind.
Wells wasn’t sitting in a corner as before. Sentries didn’t need to be close to the people they guarded, but they did need to get their assignments in person. Connecting to the Unreal in healthier ways wasn’t something they could do after a while. It was all static.
Won’t be long, though. Former Sentries could be free to live their lives without taking shifts at their old, mind-numbing job. If Bard’s plan worked. If they all lived.
Familiar worry descended into his thoughts. Jac believed in him now. The knowledge had made him as buoyant as the wine. His home, which he’d felt slip further and further away with every passing day, was his again. But now his
