Spelunk into the mountain? Gneiss had wondered, the idea more bizarre than the last, and certainly senseless in the face of their previous discussion. Further, the look in the eyes of the Baron Footsore had set Marl"s soul on edge.
As he equipped himself at the mine entrance from among the stores brought there at Caelum"s order, Marl looked over at his colleague, who was busy ordering people around in preparation for their sojourn, a servant helping Marl don the oversize one-piece canvas caving suit, which they had sewn together during the night for him. The young seamstress who had taken his measure had then stayed to give him pleasure, insisting that it had been ordered by her master. Now, as she helped him into it, she wasn"t shy about testing its fit, grinning mischievously at him.
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