"Isn't it? I'm surprised more people don't take it at face value."
Sinning is a secretly delightful notion, sometimes. Her own has tripped her up on occasion, but there are others she goes along with quite willingly. And frequently.
"Not exactly. The Magistrates," and the word is capitalised, "don't admit it happened, but a dozen or so of us somehow managed to stay in the old city when it died. Or imploded. Something significant that no ones been able to pin down... and still others have found their way back."
She frowns, then smoothes her expression.
"You'd know them," she tells him. "Aramis. Erik, Draco, Jack... Diana. Handy, too, I think. David."
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Sinning is a secretly delightful notion, sometimes. Her own has tripped her up on occasion, but there are others she goes along with quite willingly. And frequently.
"Not exactly. The Magistrates," and the word is capitalised, "don't admit it happened, but a dozen or so of us somehow managed to stay in the old city when it died. Or imploded. Something significant that no ones been able to pin down... and still others have found their way back."
She frowns, then smoothes her expression.
"You'd know them," she tells him. "Aramis. Erik, Draco, Jack... Diana. Handy, too, I think. David."