Chapter 21By the time Queza had grown tired of regaling Javi—yes, distinctly Javi—with tales of the Legion, most of the rest of the people at the table had drifted off. Arien had seen a look of dismay on Javi’s face when Razz left, but Queza had been in mid-flow and even Arien quailed at the idea of interrupting her. Eventually only Queza, Arien, Javi, and Tapuh and a couple of stewards remained. The clock showed close to midnight.
“I think Javi should head to bed now,” Arien said, when Queza paused for a pull at her coffee cup. “He is still convalescent.”
“My apologies,” Queza said, looking at the time. “I shouldn’t have imposed on you for so long. But it’s been a very long time since I met another descendant of the Legion.”
“It’s been amazing to hear all those stories,” Javi said. “Li
