Chapter 42 Lyra Lani
- “Of course, you may!” Polly slid the other two leather medallions face down on the table across toward me. Barely pausing from the one she worked on.
- Marta smiled at me softly and nodded toward them. “Have a look. I think you’ll be impressed. Polly is quite exceptional.”
- I flipped them over and leaned to expect them in the dimness of the hut.