“Of course, Auntie. Where can crimson quicksilver be had?” Litaz set down the vial, and her dark, heart-shaped face grew grim. “The jungles of Rughal-ba. There is a powerful monster there called the Red Khimera whose horn must be cut from its—” Raseed’s blood began to race, but he quickly felt the fool as Litaz’s sober instructions slid into a snicker. “Hee! Oh, forgive me, Raseed! I am only teasing you. No, no, do not be angry with me. It is just that there are so few occasions for jest in my life these days. But God’s truth be told, the determination I saw in the set of your jaw is a tribute
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