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“Guards, show our honored visitors to the wellspring,” the regal instructed as he turned to fall in step with his wife.

“A word, my love," he whispered to Toula, pulling her gently to his side and out of the windswept pathway, where they would speak without audience.

He arched his brow at the servants, indicating they too should go on ahead.