“Very well,” Xanthus said. “It’s a miracle,” she thought, relaying her wonderment to her masters. Like every morning, fresh rose petals littered the floor, their fragrantbouquet filling the air. Envelopers finally stopped rushing up from the first floor.
“Themaster will see you,” he said simply. “It seems I have you at a disadvantage,” the unfamiliar voice said. HALF AN HOUR LATER, RAFE INCREASED THE PACE. The other Conclave members ran to meet him.
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