Running off the stage, Lyra spotted Rytien and Anuion standing together. Anuion had soap suds from the washing up in his hair. Lyra burst out laughing at him.
"Serves you right for exploding the balrog wings when everyone knows BALROGS DON'T HAVE WINGS. Not to mention without me. So what are you two up to now?"
From the corner of her ear Lyra heard "Twist and Shout" start to play and pulled Rytien onto the dancefloor, where they started dancing around some luckily positioned handbags.
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“Sylphs of the forest,” I whispered. “Spirits of oak, beech and ash. Dryads of Rowan and hazel, hear us. You who have guided and guarded our every footstep, you who have sheltered our growth, we honour you."
the Forbidden Link
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