“Did ah dae
okay?” asked Beryl when the ball showed Blaine and Bess continuing on their
way.
“Yes,” cackled
Jess. “I think the monk be wary of Bess.”
“No, I said
to take it slow!” cried Shear extremely riled. “We’re just lucky the man has a
mind like a child.”
“Why are you
so irked?” asked Beryl. “All that matters is that it worked.”
“Because
very soon he will be arriving at his destination and certain things need
preparation. I won’t have him acting like a fool. That’s not the way to use our
tool.”
“What about
ale?” asked Ilirium. “If he partakes in that then all will fail.”
“What do you
mean?”
“It only
takes two sips to pass his lips and he becomes the maddest man that you’ve ever
seen.”
“And you
never thought to let me know? I’m trying to help you defeat your foe!”
“Calm down, my dear Shear,” said Jess. “I never be seeing
you with so much aggravation.”
“Perhaps if
I had some cooperation then there wouldn’t be cause for irritation. Just as
well all is going to plan with the female lovers and the rejected man. Now, if
you’ll excuse me I think it’s time I napped. I can’t concentrate anymore as I’m
truly sapped.”
“Rest well,
Shear,” said Beryl. “Ah promise ah’ll no dae anythin’ silly. Dinnae fear.”
“I’ve never
seen her act like this before,” said Jess when Shear lay down and began to
snore.
“Well, we
cannae always be meek an’ mild. Especially when one is carryin’ child.”
“I never was
detectin’ that she be expectin’.”
“Jess, ah
thought ye knew. Ye can hear her every mornin’ when she gets up tae spew. And
she’s no jist carryin’ one, she’s carryin’ two.”
“But that
can’t be right. Shear de Lite be a hermaphrodite. She has female bits and a man
thing that can rise, but I’d never be thinkin’ that it’d be possible to
fertilise.”
“Ladies, we
have little time to spare,” said Ilirium. “Wake up Shear and tell her that
Blaine is almost there.”
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