Mason stretched out his arm, dangling it over the bridge. “Yes?” he asked, unrepentant. “You’ll do it?”

Nephine fumed. “If you think that is going to convince me-”

One of his fingers left the object and pointed at the sky. The sky gazed sunnily back.

Her eyes twitched. “Insulting my father is not going to help protect yourself from his wrath, when he finds out what you’ve done.”

He lifted a second finger, forming a victory sign. “I doubt old man Zeke’s gonna care about a little dirt, goddess. It’s you who’s got an issue with it.”

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