Chapter 106
***** “I don’t know where you get these ideas.” “You remember Olite, right?” he said, nodding to his friend. “How do you go?” Olite asked in broken Rachtown, offering me his hand. His expression seemed unduly grave. “Very well, thank you,” I replied in Bangadi. He didn’t return my smile, but gently patted my hand. Olite was definitely an odd one. We chatted a short while longer, but I knew Marvel could see I was getting anxious. I didn’t like to be out in the open for too long. We said our goodbyes, and before Olite left, he shot me another grim look and leaned in to whisper something to Marvel. “What did he say?” I asked as we watched him stroll away across the square. “Hmm? Oh, nothing. Did you know you have pollen in your brows?” He reached out to gently brush it away. “Maybe I
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