Wyvern and Company (34 page)

I stared at Mom, who was joined by Dad and Merrill.

Merrill shone, too.

"He's new—joined the Saa Thalarr yesterday," Mom
said, her smile widening. "He's the Snow Leopard and Ranked Fifth. We're
up to ten, now. Isn't that amazing?"

Dad grinned. "Pack up, son, we're moving to
England," he said.

* * *

Epilogue

Thorsten stood on a cliff near the home he'd chosen long
ago—when he'd been named supervisor of the Saa Thalarr. None of them knew where
it was, by design.

"Interfere like that again, regardless of what your maker
says, and I'll destroy you myself." Thorsten whirled to see who'd spoken,
before dropping to his knees and bowing.

"Yes, Mighty One," he groveled.

"Do your job—the one you were instructed to do. Stray
from that path and I'll kill you before he can, do you understand?"

"Yes, Mighty One."

"If they'd died, you'd be dead already. You understand
now how important it is to keep them alive?"

"Yes, Mighty One."

"You will not recall this visit, if anyone asks."

"Yes, Mighty One."

* * *

Larentii Archives

History has been written—twice—within my lifetime. It is my
guess, unconfirmed, of course, that if I were to gaze into the eyes of the
Mighty, I might see that it has been written too many times to count—
Nefrigar
of the Larentii

The End

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