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"I swear," she said "You are getting stranger by the day"

"No, actually," he said "You didn’t swear in that particular state the personal pronoun You! So, your line at this point is ‘What in the narumbled at him under her breath

He eyed her "I certainly don’t deserve that yet I’ve barely gotten started So you"

"Allive you the Commands?"

"Refuses to even speak withthrew a pebble into one of the urns "Ah, if only she knew the refreshing sense of frustration she wasyour acquaintance"

"I’!" Blushweaver said "I’ve actually been rather char with her"

"Then that is your probleods, row tired of our ies in eood or bad, it doesn’t matter In a way, it’s the absolute value of eative nature of that e

"Lightsong, dear," she said "What in the name of You did that mean?"

"I’m not exactly sure," he said "It just kind of cah With nuenuinely concerned

Ies of warfare flashed in hiswith a sword through the chest "I’e for me lately"

She sat quietly for a o back to my palace and frolic? That always"You, oddess of lust, for Your sake," she said "I’ve got to fill the role"

"Last I checked," he said, "you were goddess of honesty"

"Honesty and honest emotions, my dear," she said sweetly "And let me tell you, lust is one of thewith those silly pebbles?"

"Counting," he said

"Counting your inanities?"

"That," Lightsong said, tossing another pebble, "and counting the nu the colors of each god or goddess"

Blushweaver frowned It was oings of servants and performers There were only occasionally priests or priestesses, however, since they would have been required to coods

"Each ti said, "I toss a pebble into the urn representing that god"

Blushweaver watched him toss--and miss--with another pebble As he’d instructed, the servants picked the pebble up and put it in the proper urn Violet and silver To the side, one of Hopefinder’s priestesses rushed across the green toward her god’s palace

"I’m baffled," Blushweaver finally said

"It’s easy," Lightsong said "You see so purple, you throw a pebble in the urn of the same color"

"Yes, dear," she said "But why?"

"To keep track of how htsong said "They’ve slowed to nearly a trickle Scoot, would you athered several servants and scribes, ordering them to empty the urns and count the contents of each one

"My dear Lightsong," Blushweaver said "I do apologize if I’ve been ignoring you lately Allestions If ile mind to snap"

"Myup, watching the servants count

"Then, you must be so very bored," Blushweaver continued "Perhaps we can co to entertain you"

"I’ results were in Mercystar had one of the s?" Blushweaver asked Nearly all of her playful attitude was gone

"I orderedat her "And to set up position here, in front of the gates, before the sun even rose We’ve been counting priests for so Lightsong a list of the gods and the nuhtsong scanned it, nodding to hiods have had over a hundred priests report for service, yet a couple of them have had barely a dozen Mercystar is one of those"

"So?" Blushweaver asked