“Now, finish your tea, Imperials. We will be on our way soon.” The Skimmers obliged, taking long sips from the honeyed cups of the drink, talking cheerfully with their opponents. Even Ptahernep made a few comments in a sort of bland voice, congratulating them on their ability. Soon, though, the tea was gone, and the Lions packed up their tea set, returning to the Night Sky to pack up the last of their things, collect their crew, and depart. Iain, Zena and Kehak returned to the bathhouse to wipe off the scum of the fight from their sweaty bodies, and Iain felt better by the minute with the presence of his friends and Zena's touch.

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