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Adana pondered this new piece of information. What did Glume already know? She shot a warning look at Ambrosia, the order to not share her current thoughts blazing across the link. The giraffe lowered her ears, an indication of submission. Calm floated back through the connection--Ambrosia trusted Glume.
“Please forgive me if I’ve offended you,” Glume said.
Adana tilted her chin upward at the man. “We will discuss this further, but right now I need to try to communicate through Maltute.
He bobbed his head. “You need to warn the young king.”
Adana raised an eyebrow. “Is there anything you do not know concerning our link?”
The flush that spread up Glume's cheeks caused Adana to swallow hard.
The stoic man bowed his head and said, “Your majesty, in your absence, the little king and queen have been more talkative than their ancestors. I assure you, though, they don’t tell me everything. Maltute just told me you needed to warn the king of something. I know not what.”
“It’s alright. I had planned to share this information with you in case King Kiffen misunderstands the message. As you already know,” she glared at the two giraffes, and shook her head when both straightened their necks to avoid eye contact, “you will be leaving for the Border Keep with Maltute quite soon.”
“Yes, your majesty.”
“And I will share the knowledge of your special skills with Montee and Kiffen. Maybe even Kassa.”
The man paled, but nodded.
OK. That's it. A sneak peek into the world of Moniah. What did you think?