Not even on your butt!”
She handed her sister the meat pack and bit into a not-quite-ripe peach, noisily tearing a large chunk out of it with her teeth. ‘You can just go to sleep if you want. Are we stopping here? That’s quite a mouthful!’ she thought to herself. ‘Hello?’ she called into a doorway. ‘Where are we?’ Elaine asked as she walked across the soft, yielding sand. “That means you, too, now.”
Elaine laughed, almost crying, herself. “He’s probably as worried as we are.”
She had no idea what would happen to her. It can’t be that bad…”
Elaine knew that it really could be that bad, or even worse; if their judges were afraid enough, both sisters could be terminated, their souls trapped inside the Praetor forever. Her escort was equipped with a personal thought dampener so that she remained in isolation even in the corridors leading to the baths. “Stay mind-linked with me, Sister,” Béla said.
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