“Thank you, Morthryn. Thank you, thank you, thank you.” “It was probably a coincidence,” Asar said, amused. A coincidence? What were the chances? “I choose to believe it’s a gift.” I patted the cracked wall. “And I think Morthryn should be thanked for her efforts.” “Her?” “Morthryn has feminine energy.” Luce barked in agreement, and Asar, wisely, didn’t argue.
