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Chapter 11-2
“Yes, it is. It would be perfect if that is the city she chooses. The woman would fall right into our lap.” “And how will I explain my presence there?” “You won’t. Return to Tinker Town. Orders will come your way soon enough.” **** “It’s wonderful to have guests and from Fallfell. Dearest neighbors, welcome to our home.” “Thank you, Madam Treetide,” said Janal. “Please, call me Bui.” Cratha and her two companions made small talk as they waited for the evening meal. Mayor Treetide was a wonderful host. He even got Janal to forget about the trouble they left with his silly fishing stories and bad jokes. That is, until he asked, “What brings you three to Swanhallow?” “We...” Janal spoke before she thought about what to say. “We are on our way to Tradehaven,” said Cratha. “We are loo
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