Light gleams from the star-queen's hair and glimmers soft from her skin. Susan glances from her, to the sky above, to the grass between them, trying to think.
"What would you have of me, lady-sai?" she asks, finally. "For ye've said ye'd speak with me, and I'd listen, say true."
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"What would you have of me, lady-sai?" she asks, finally. "For ye've said ye'd speak with me, and I'd listen, say true."