How did you come upon any evidence?" Santa's two ravens gather information for him," he answered, withoutanswering."Muninn?" If it came from him, it w...uld be too late to petition. No, thisinformation probably came from Huginn." And you believe it?" No more than anybody in this room. After all, I am sure none of youbelieve thought is as powerful as action?" You seem a poor Ambassador?" Yesenia said, not raising to his bait."Odin, I mean Santa, who has played victim to it many times, believes. Douglas had just left a few minutes ago. He came over in the morning, with his school bag and books. When I opened the door he had the cutest smile on his face. He never failed to make my heart skip a beat. He suggested that we spend our time studying for the test we had on upcoming Thursday, so that’s what we did the whole day. I smiled as I thought about Douglas. We had agreed to stay friends for a while, until we had gotten to know each other better. I didn’t mind. I didn’t want this to be. Each has a knife and each has his hand on its hilt. Hera stands, arms folded across her chest with growing impatience until finally, a lone white wolf steps out from the surrounding greenery. She is not alone. She never is. Hera smiles. There are always at least two others.“Hello, Ember,” Hera purrs. She looks to the two trainers and holds out a hand, waving it downward. “Put those away boys. This is a meeting, nothing else.”‘You brought two jumpy ones this time,’ the white feral says, stopping. Beall said after the door was latched."Yes, he usually is. Not very much ambition though." Beall turned the heavy envelope over in his hands a few times looking at his name in a very small script on the front. The back was sealed with dark red wax and the impression of a signet ring."Aren't you going to open it?" his wife asked."Oh, of course. I was just thinking about something." He broke the seal and pulled out a small sheet of cream-colored paper. Beall unfolded the letter and looked at the.