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Part 19
NINETEEN Lubos found Zimmerman in his workshop outside the castle gates. He watched the carpenter hammering what looked like a chair before Zimmerman noticed him. Down went the hammer and Zimmerman bowed. "Your Highness. An honour." It hadn't always been an honour. Zimmerman had often chased Lubos and the castellan's boys out of his workshop when they came searching for wood to make into toy boats to sail on the moat. Lubos grinned. "Do you have any spare bits for boats, Master Zimmerman?" Zimmerman's mouth dropped open. "I'd forgotten about you boys and those boats. It seems like so long ago...but Your Highness has only to ask, and I will make whatever you wish. Though if it's boats you're after, might I suggest Bootsma, the royal boatbuilder instead? As I'm sure you and your friends
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