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Magnus's Eyes Went Back To Alec. They Were Gold-green, As Unreadable As The Eyes Of The Cat He Held On His Lap. "not My Favorite Topic, Smedley." "simon", Said Simon. "if I'm Going To Die For You All, The Least You Could Do Is Remember My Name.

Simon Looked At Jordan Who Was Looking At Maia Again. She Had Her Back To Them And Was Talking To Luke And Jocelyn, Laughing, Flinging Her Curly Hair Back. "don't Even Think About It," Simon Said, And Got Up. He Pointed At Jordan. "you Stay Here." "and Do What?" "whatever Praetor Lupas Do In This Situation. Meditate. Contemplate Your Jedi Powers. Whatever.

Of Course, The Guests Were Also Staring Because They Know Of My Relationship With Camille, And Are Wondering What We Might Be Doing Here In The Library... Alone." He Wiggled His Eyebrows At Tessa.

We Needn't Talk About Tessa If You Don't Want To, You Know." "it's Not Tessa." This Was True. Will Hadn't Been Thinking Of Tessa. He Was Getting Good At Not Thinking About Her, Really; All It Took Was Determination And Practice.

I Will Find You," Ragnor Told Him. "i Will Find Whatever Chest Of Absurd Clothes You Have. And I Will Bring A Llama Into The Place Where You Sleep And Make Sure That It Urinates On Everything You Possess.