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Boatman or Businessman?

"I would be happy to provide passage," Polymedes gulped. "My boat is always available."

Devrim narrowed his gaze. "Do you perchance know how the eagle carries passengers across the lake?"

The faun nodded slowly. "I do, actually. But she is busy with her hatchlings today. I cannot call her just now."

"Polymedes!" Phoca was angry. She did not know that he was the source of the carrier eagles. Their interactions had always been at the dock.

"I am sorry, my lady," Polymedes apologized. "But I do have many businesses. A faun has got to eat."

"Then we must go by boat: is that what you are saying?" Devrim asked for clarification.

"It is, good sir, but I promise my boats never sink. You will be quite safe," the faun swore with his hand in the air.

"I know we will be, because you are coming with us," Devrim gave a mischievous grin. The faun's eyes nearly popped out of his head.

"N-no. I must watch the dock in case I have other customers in need of passage." Polymedes took several steps away, h
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