Furry looked up at Nickolai.Furry looked up at Nickolai. "Anyway, I'm just glad you're home. I'm glad you're here. I've been lonely without you." Nickolai caressed the top of her head, then held her close. "And I thought about you all the time." "You look a little sunburnt, Nickolai," P'nyssa said. "What happened to you?" "Yeah, come in and tell us about your trip." Nickolai finally extricated himself from Furry long enough to walk into the Shardik house and sit down in an overstuffed chair. "I went to the Hall, like you directed, and a guide met me there. A woman named Greta." "Wait," Ken said. "Greta Rumbel? Kinda short Tindal with long hair that falls in front of her face? Big tits?" "She said she was a lesbia..." "That's her," Ken said, smiling. "You had good company, Kolya. So, what happened?" "We reached the Hall before nightfall. It was a pretty good walk, but it didn't take as long as I'd been told to expect. People were telling me it would take two or three days." "The Hall can be tricky," Ken said. "Would you like something to drink?" "Something cold!" Nickolai said. "Milk? Juice?" Ken returned with a huge mug of reddish liquid. |