Beside the map, a dog-eared copy of Madagascar rested on the writing desk. Defoe? Bah! No doubt she filled her head with romantic ideas of gauzy silks, exotic spices and pirates who wooed adventure with the tip of a blade. The reality of Andovia was somewhat different, however, and he, who’d lived its basest aspects, had no stomach to inform her. Enduring her delight as she ate pastries and tea would be preferable to this discussion.
“Knowledge is by nature a chancy repast,” he warned. “Sometimes full of sweet revelations. More often fraught with disenchantment.”
Grey eyes held his gaze, steady and clear. “And yet, it’s what I hunger for.”
Leo and Anne have such a turbulent journey ahead of them. It's nice to come back to this point early in the story when the adventure was new and the skies limitless.
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