“You don’t exactly look like a shining example of young wizardry. And you’re not going to make much of an impression wearing that.” I scowled, defensive, and draped the stole of rich blue silk over my head. “Hey, I’m supposed to wear a robe. We all are.” Ebenezar gave me a wry look and turned to the pickup. He dragged a suit carrier out of the back and pulled out a robe of opulent dark fabric, folding it over one arm. “Somehow I don’t think a plaid flannel bathrobe is what they had in mind.” I tied the belt of my old bathrobe and tried to make the stole look like it should go with it. “My cat
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