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ship sailтАж"
"тАж And a storm came up, and blew us to that isle where the wicked magician did
seek to brew magics that would enslave the beastmen," Gregory reminded him.
"Well, then, there was that little educational trip south, to check on the source of
those funny stones you kids had foundтАж"
"Which ended in the discovery of evil magic worked unwittingly," Cordelia reminded
him.
"It was only the peasant who was unwitting of it, dear, not the futurians behind him."
"Yet 'twas scarcely restful," Geoffrey pointed out. Then he grinned. "Though we did
take some pleasure in it."
Cordelia's eyes lighted, and she began to dance, remembering.
"Enough," Rod commanded. "I'll never trust music again."
"In that case," Fess's voice murmured in his ear, "you should be all the more willing
to take your clothes in packs."
Rod frowned. "Any particular reason for eavesdropping? You're supposed to be
chomping your oats in the stable, like a good horse! Or a real one, at least."
"No non-espers are watching inside the stable, RodтАФthough I am tempted to think
you are being rather mulish when it comes to bearing your pack."
Rod winced. "All right for you, steel steedтАФjust for that, you get to carry them when
we get tired!"
"Then 'tis agreed we are to bear packs?" Cordelia asked.
Rod stilled, his mouth open.
"Well, 'tis done." Gwen buckled the last strap, hefted the pack, and tossed it to him.
"Let us away, husband."



Rod reined in just before they went into the trees and turned to look back at their
house. It had been a cottage once, but you couldn't call it that any moreтАФthey'd added
on too many rooms. Or the elves had, for them.
" 'Tis secure, husband," Gwen said softly.
"Come, Papa! Away!" Cordelia tugged at his arm.
"You need not worry about a national emergency occurring in your absence, Rod,"
Fess's voice murmured inside his ear. "The Royal Coven will find you in seconds, if
anything is amiss."
"I know, I know. But I didn't check to make sure the fire was outтАж"
"I did, Papa," Magnus said quickly.
"тАж And the doors were lockedтАж"
Cordelia closed her eyes for a moment, then looked up and smiled. "They are,
Papa."
"тАж And the cupboards were closedтАж"
Gregory gazed off into space, then said, "One was open, Papa. It is closed now."
"And if there is aught else amiss, the elves will set it to rights," Gwen said firmly,
taking him by the arm.
"None will seek to enter, sin the whole countryside do know a legion of elves doth
keep watch o'er it," Gregory assured him.
Gwen nodded and said softly, "Come away, husband. Our home will be safe the
whiles we are gone."
"I know, I know. I'm just a worrywart." But Rod gazed at the little house a moment
longer, smiling ever so slightly. Gwen looked up at his face, then turned to gaze at the