The Dragons Fire Dancer
Rori looked at the older spectrul and approached the cart.
Rori looked toward Andy, “I don't suppose you would give me a knife to cut up this pineapple,” every spectrul in the room exchanged soft laughter and the older butler bowed at the waist, “my sincerest apologies my lady, I will retrieve a blade from the kitchen at once.” Rori opened her mouth to object, but he disappeared only to reappear seconds later with a smile, “I have brought your knife my lady... and if I may be so bold it seems being here with us and the master is doing you good, when you first arrived my travel frightened you something awful, but now I see it is as if you were expecting me.” Rori smiled, and the butler set t
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