50 A Good Surprise For Lara
Lara began to walk down the aisles hoping that whatever controlled the gravitational pull would once again direct her to the book she sought.
Ella just stood still watching her.
“My lady, what are we waiting for? Who are you searching for?”
“Oh just a minute Ella,” Lara tried to sound casual. “It will just take a minute.”
“My lady, if you will permit me to be a little bold, I want to ask a question,” Ella pursued again.
“Ask, ask,” Lara responded absent-mindedly. She was trying to concentrate.
“Is it Gavadiol’s book you're looking for?”
Lara snapped back to consciousness.
“What?”
Ella grinned mischievously. “So I am right.”
“I never said you were.” Lara started to say but she too could not keep a grin out of her face.
“My Lady, who is this Gavadiol? Where did you meet him? How is it that we don't know him?”
“If I tell you, you have to promise me that you won't think I'm crazy.” Lara rubbed her temple.
“My Lady!” The girl cried in horror. “I will sir first before I le

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