For the first time since meeting her, he could see that shewas shaking. Ancient dust and mortar came loose from among theshifting stones to fall like so many gray snowflakes. “Oh, I think it’s more than that,” she said. CHAPTER LXII“YOU CAN PROPOSE THE SAME THEORY ONE HUNDRED times more, but our answer willstill be the same,” Wigg said to Tristan.
“Because it doesn’t matter,” he answered. Like the wound meant nothing, Balthazar actedswiftly. We need to learn why, and only myherbs and oils can tell us that. “Tell me, Jin’Sai,” she said.
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