The Feast of Toes "He's told you nothing?" the old sorcerer asked incredulously. "Nothing." "Nothing at all?" "Well. Nothing about the feast and why we're here. I know about his involvement with . . ." ". . . with magic," the old man finished for her. "This is not good. Not good at all. If he's up to what I suspect he's up to, we're both in trouble." "We?" "Yes, 'we', my dear. Your husband has placed us both in a very precarious position. Here. Have something to eat," he told her offering one of the burgeoning plates of food to his companion....
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