The Hydropolitan summoned his wand, muttering something, and runes- images?- appeared briefly on the table. Leander nodded, then turned around, handing the other man a notebook and another wand that he’d taken from his arms band. “We’ll go to the library- it wouldn’t take long once you’ve gotten the hang of it. Practice’s up to you since you’re Chief Consul and have your own duties, but by Brineskimmer’s fins, do not let me hear that you’ve been staying up.”
Roland chuckled at that. “Tall order, but I’ll try. Thanks.” “Don’t think about it.”
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