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Loren raised his eyebrows at Jigano's observation. Tell me the truth. Do you think I can handle an Ursur? And my cousin's insanity and machinations? Or no? Continuing to stare at the bard, the healer tilted his head to one side. Honestly, he found he was genuinely curious to hear what the white-haired man thought.
As the Sage revealed his worries about LongNight, the Launceleyn gave Jigano a sympathetic look. "I guess that means you'll just have to outstubborn him." Loren's expression grew thoughtful. "The Fae didn't seem to have any trouble during LongNight. Perhaps Rory might be willing to spend it in the Greatwood? It's not too far from the Fields."
As the Sage revealed his worries about LongNight, the Launceleyn gave Jigano a sympathetic look. "I guess that means you'll just have to outstubborn him." Loren's expression grew thoughtful. "The Fae didn't seem to have any trouble during LongNight. Perhaps Rory might be willing to spend it in the Greatwood? It's not too far from the Fields."
Never judge a book by its cover.
