Book3:WereMyDreamIs

amohrownupwards,fellintohishands.Histwoloyalservants,CreativityandImaginative,quicklyletfallthehandstheyhadpoiheskiesandloosehefingerscspedtightlytogetherastheystoodhandinhand.Straosay,itwasasifasoftbreezeblewovereverything.Thedarkcloudsintheskyandthesparklingdiamondsthatcoveredthegroundandtwiheskiesalldisappearedwithoutatrace.Everythiuronormandmyriadsofstarsdottedthenightsky.

    “Iinallyinteousethesecasesofgemsasbargainingchips.”saidVioself-sciouslyandnotalittleembarrassed.“ButIseethatthesethingsdonotmeananythingtoyou.Pleasedon’tughatme…”

    “No,no,pleasedon’tsayso,yourmajesty”interruptedDimitribeforeshefinishedspeaking.“Thereisatreasuretroveinallourhearts.Youhaveit.Ihaveit.Mr.Fingerals