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Lilianya dismounted Koko. She rubbed her hands on the wyvern’s neck. Lilianya never expected to arrive back at the pirate camp so soon. Koko was fast. Faster than Sparkles. She moved faster than shadows. Perhaps it was part of her magic.
She tiptoed forward, glancing down the hill at the camp. They had searched all the immediate surroundings to ensure no pirates watched them, and it wasn’t the same place she’d watched the pirates with Faelyn. She was smarter than that.
The scene below was almost normal. Men and women talked and danced around a fire. They passed food to each other and ate.
Off in the distance, people were building a house with the lumber they’d stolen from the resistance. It was the only place built from wood. They built everything else from sticks or straw. Some cou
