As Captain Meuga’s men came into view Mikhail couldn’t help but exclaim in surprise.
“What the hell is that?”
Vince, Jack, Daniel and Ryan, all of Natalie’s warlocks – except for Gareth – were all standing at each corner of a floating platform that was easily twenty yards across and square. Londo was standing at the front of it, his hands clasped behind his back and his red robes fluttering in the wind. Behind him in the center of the platform was a large crate. Also standing behind Londo just on each shoulder stood Lord Harkness and Steward Dominic.
Natalie grinned at the wondrous sight, thinking to herself how kingly Londo looked. She glanced at Mikhail and chuckled. “They are obviously having fun with magic in this realm…enjoying doing things they could never do in the Human realm.”
