The guilt had been weighing on his soul for far too long, and he wanted to be rid of it. The falling drawbridge was the signal he hadbeen waiting for. Taking another sip of wine, he cast his dark eyes back toward the spectacularscene. “And you?” he asked them.
A grand masquerade ball had beenscheduled to celebrate the royal residence’s completion. Jesus, Mac, let's get outa here tonight . Gaius took a last pull on the akulee jug, then wiped his mouth with his forearm. Tristan watched in horror as the mallet again came down to squarely strike the wedge.
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