“So I see you made it all the way here, Lyden,” the lord’s deep voice booms. Her arms slip around my neck, and I feel her lips press against mine, her tongue diving between my teeth, demanding attention. XXX “Ah,” Areth says, looking down at where I’m holding a softly sobbing Becky, “I see you finally came to your senses, and realized she was innocent.”
Smiling at the fairy, I ask, “Did you defend her?”
“Of course not!” She exclaims indignantly. We tie our horses up just outside, and go in. “Let that demented world collapse. “It seems you’re quite the interesting man.” She opens up the manila envelope, and shoves something over to me. Looking around the inside of my car, I realize that not everyone understands the situation.
