“Are you prepared to grant this petition, Lord Sazabo?”
He shifted his enormous, boulder like body, looking very uncomfortable. “I am. Conditionally.”
Lena frowned, her body stiffening with suppressed anger “There can be no conditions placed, you twice damned lanthanum lump! I’ve seen it, it must be. It is the only way.”
“You have said many times that what you see can be altered by our actions, isn’t that so?”
Lena nodded. “What you’re cleverly leaving out is the second part of that statement, rock boy.” She was being purposely inflammatory, and Wil could only wonder why. “But, when more than one vision is seen with variables and the same outcome, then….”
“Then that is the way of things.” Sazabo didn’t look happy.
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