Chapter 43
Merry songs, and tall tales, a bit of dance and a glass of mead. Tantalizing smells of smoked meat, fresh baked bread, and spiced stews, wafted through the air. The haze from pipe smoke hovered near the ceiling. Although many of the patrons still donned their armor, spears were leaned against walls and swords hung from chair backs, for this was a place of peaceful unwinding. Angelica felt the pain and soreness of their adventure begin to fade away as she used Solomon’s Ring to understand the hymns and tales of the Inworlders. “Gabriel, what are the differences between the Earthbound and Highborn angels?” she asked. “Generally, the Highborn are taller than their children, but it is more than this. How they look at you or the way they carry themselves, with a deep wisdom in their eye
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