“That was a lovely story,” Rastaban said.
Kana jumped and turned, one hand going to her throat. “Rastaban! You startled me. Is there something I can do for you?”
He shrugged insouciantly, flashed a smile at the children. Several waved at him.
“Actually,” he said, “I was wondering if there was anything I could do for you. My traveling companions have moved on, and I thought I’d stay here and make friends with the locals, make myself useful.”
Kana’s smile was as bright as the noonday sun and made Rastaban feel just as warm.
“We’d love to have you stay.”
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I've enjoyed the last few posts as well as where this story's heading.
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