Me, too.”“I won’t get home until almost 3.”“Couldn’t you just come here, instead of going home?”“Don’t have a key.”“I could leav... the door unlocked.”“This is going to be rough, Marty. Getting together at 3 a.m., and then me being missing in action when Tad gets up in the morning.”“Well, if you mom doesn’t object, I could come to your place after the game, instead.”“Well, we do have a guest room.”“What about Tad? When he gets up, he’ll see my car out front.”“Marty, you’ve got to get used to the. Everyone was seated at the table as we approached. Saerlund was standing to one side, holding a staff. He rapped it three times on the floor and everyone rose to their feet. “My ladies, my lords, invited guests, welcome to Mistveil Keep. Tonight we hold a feast in honor of our Queen and Empress.”Fasendil pulled my chair out for me so I could be seated. As I sat, Saerlund rapped the floor and shouted, “All Hail the Queen!” Everyone in the hall repeated it loudly. He rapped the floor with his. He’d become used to it in his. He decided it was best not to hold her hand for now. The street was getting a little busier as people started to leave work. Not that what most people did now could be classed as ‘work’. It was mostly running administration for the government. The real work was done somewhere else, where few people saw what was happening. More people on the street meant it would be easier to avoid SPF’s if they saw them, but on the other hand, they would be harder to spot in the. I pulled the last from the shelf and settled myself against the grilled radiator at the end of the aisle. I noticed one of the Library’s bookmarks sticking out from the pages of the book; it welcomed all new visitors to the recent opening of the extension funded by lottery money. Obviously not such an unbeaten path I thought to myself.I opened the book and began to read. The hero, the eponymous Walter, had taken hold of a clumsy maid and was berating her before pushing her down onto the kitchen.