Book3:WereMyDreamIs

hlookslikeanoldrustybrooise,buthasapotentmixtureofpowderstoredisinterior.Whenspurtedonitsvictim,thispowdercouldcausethepersontoberenderedunsciousandbeepletelyvulnerable,uoprotectherself.I’mafraidhewouldusethisonKingDimitri’stwenty-fourbeautiesialiation.Yourjobistoprotectthetwenty-fourbeauties.Isthisworkimportantenoughforyou?”Hisaudienoreturnedsilent,theirhighspiritsdampenedbyhisominouswords.

    “WhereisKingDimitri?”askedMr.Kaffee.“Whyisn’thebackherewtogetherwithustopullthroughthiscrisis?”

    “Ibelieveheisalreadybadwilppearatthesuitabletime.IamstillmystifiedaboutwhatreallyhappenedinKingDimitri’sKingdomtocausetheshelloftheearththeretoundergosuchdrastiges.”

    Uponwaking,Mr.Fingerfoundhim