Chapter 12 A Grand Plan

"Is there something you want to talk about, Rowan?"

Elara’s voice, she was already standing close to Rowan, made him jump slightly in surprise.

"No." Rowan shook his head slowly.

"Do you want some of Elara’s chamomile tea?" Pip, perched on Elara’s shoulder, chimed in.

"No, thanks."

"Do you thin...

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