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oath of chivalry!"


"A warlock, and a knight too," Doll murmured.


"A double curse," Geoffrey sighed, "if it must take me from your arms. Bide, though, and let us see if I may not send this small messenger
packing."


"Small? How can you know that?"


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"By the quality of his voice." Geoffrey rolled away from her and sat up in the hay, looking about.


"Up here, knight!"


Geoffrey looked up, and there upon a roof beam stood a foot-high mannikin, only a few feet above his head in the loft. The girl gasped and
wrapped her arms about her torso, even though she was still fully clothed.


"Oh, be at peace, child! We of the Wee Folk have seen it all-so many times as to be wearied with it," the elf said with disdain. "Warlock, I am sent
to summon thee to The Chief."


"The King of the Elves?" Doll gasped.


"Nay, only The Chief," the elf corrected. "He hath action for thee, warlock, an thou dost wish it."


"I was engaged in action that I did wish to pursue," Geoffrey grumped. "Can he not wait an hour or so?" Doll glanced from the elf to the warlock
and back, looking very wary and not entirely sure about the enterprise. She was past second thoughts and heading into thirds. Geoffrey saw, and his
hormones beat all the harder. "Surely whatever's amiss will not miscarry worse for a few minutes' wait!"


"Mayhap not, but The Chief will," the elf reminded him. "Thou dost know his moods."


Geoffrey smiled up at the elf, amused. "Do you say I should fear the Puck?"


The girl gasped and flinched away from him.