Temperate Penumbras - Part 11

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It did not go unnoticed by anyone that Rudolf shot the prince a questioning look. “And, of course,” Heiko continued, before anyone could press the issue. “It’s not as if we are the agent that will unite the Forest Clans to our alliance.” Cele considered that. If a prince - exiled or not - was not the moving force, nor anyone in his party, it had to either be Geoff and Baptist or the Gunter person Heiko spoke of earlier. And if not them, a third, unveiled player. “But that is neither here nor there.” When Cele lifted his gaze, the prince was grinning at him widely. “Our big Ilysian dog has waited so kindly for us. Let us reward him. Tonight, we make our escape to the forest. Strike the flint to spark an idea of alliance with the Forest Clans. And then we will make our way to Ilyos.” “T

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