Rojer rolled from his chair into a handspring, somersaulting into a low leg. “Rojer Halfgrip, at your service.” Renna laughed and clapped her hands, suddenly looking like an innocent girl. “Renna Tanner,” she said as he kissed her hand. “Arlen told me all about you.” “Don’t believe a word of it,” Rojer advised with a wink. Renna smiled at him, and Leesha wanted to scream, but she kept a sunny smile on her face. “Come help with the tea, Rojer,” she said. He complied, and as they stood at the counter amid a clatter of cups and saucers, she whispered, “Night, whose side are you on?” “Oh, there
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