"The secret of these stones. Why they are expensive... They have a perfect carat," Ara blurted, wide-eyed and apprehensive.
'What secret did he expect?' she asked herself.
"Yes..." Emyr gulped down his tea.
She wanted to ask what he meant when he said that the dragon was real this morning. She did not believe it. The dragons were in the legend--the story she was typing.
But what was so special with the manuscript? Yes, it was old and ancient. It might be auctioned at a higher price. Wealthy collectors always bought rare items.
Maybe, Emyr was a collector himself and he bought the manuscript at an auction...
The word processor, the printer, and the vault were all high-tech. The salary he offered to her was five times the wage she received as an encoder.
Someone sounded the gong.
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