“I should do that more often but I forget.” He saw the look of disbelief on the elf’s face and added, “Hey, I don’t get visitors down here. Hell, if it weren’t for the one time a month I go and visit Fleurette I’d probably forget how to talk.”
“You see Fleurette once a month?” Stephan said.
“Of course!” Daeve gave him a pained look. “I hate staying away as much as I do, but it’s hard enough keeping it secret as it is. If folks found out about us you know all hell would break loose.”
“Found out about you?” said Stephan, a chilly suspicion overcoming him. “What are you talking about?”
Daeve c****d his head. “Don’t you know? She was supposed to tell you. She promised she was gonna tell you.”
“I’m learning today that there’s way too much I don’t know!” Stephan exclaimed. He forced himself
