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“Hello,” said a Traveler, crouching down on Tier’s other side. “You must be the Bard.” “Tier,” said Seraph, “this is Kors. Kors, my husband, Tier. Kors, what do you want?” Ah, thought Tier contentedly, all that in under a breath, my Seraph at her charismatic best.” — Patricia Briggs
Hello,” said a Traveler, crouching down on Tier’s other side. “You must be the Bard.”
“Tier,” said Seraph, “this is Kors. Kors, my husband, Tier. Kors, what do you want?”
Ah, thought Tier contentedly, all that in under a breath, my Seraph at her charismatic best.