Dragoncrest Cliffs they want my soul, they want the wave

the way she spoke was strong, assured. like lucette, he thought. he instantly took an increased liking toward his cousin upon that comparison—and even more compelling was the aroma of crab-meat that rose around them as chani cleared the way to eat.

lafayette raced forward and dined messily, tearing and swallowing a few salty mouthfuls before turning—swallowing—and speaking again.

'tank you, he said earnestly, grinning. how you learn dis? did your maman teach you?