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 Today is a day for tying up some "loose ends".   A Dark Wife HRM Black Cat and Ysabeau almost never traveled together.  Not that they didn't go to the same places, but the risk of Assassin involvement almost guaranteed that they would travel separately.  So the journey from Port Narl to Samovar was something of a novelty to them both.  While they had been married for decades, the trip might as well have been a honeymoon, from their behavior.  So it was, that they became 'young lovers' in the privacy of their flying coach... It was only when the craft began to descend, at the wrong time, that the couple reverted to their more 'dangerous' selves.   "Quelque chose ne va pas, nous ne devrions pas nous arrêter." Ysabeau said, with quiet menace, "Je pense que nous devons être très prudents."  Black Cat responded in a slightly less formal mode. "Ou gen rezon, sanble li lè pou w pi danjere." Once they had agreed on the danger, and de
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 The stories of Samovar A pet for a Prince.   There have been inquiries concerning the animals which inhabit Castle Samovar.  These would include the Zoological Gardens, the domestic animals kept by the Shopkeepers, creatures which frequent the apartments of Strider, and to a lesser extent, Maude, and, of course, the cats.   They say a Picture is worth a thousand words, and Goliath does love to be made into an image, just because he has, perhaps, a bit of admiration for his own appearance.  And so, without further ado:  Personally I always feel more “secure” when the cats are about.  I suppose I should enumerate them, and note their names, but they’re somewhat shy, and tend to be secretive.  It’s enough that you know Goliath, without meeting Samson, Atalanta, or any others.   Growing up in the Dark     The sun rose, not that anyone knew of it, in the realm of the 'Dark Elves'.  Day and night were simply conventions there, far below the surface of Newhome, where lived those who