Fool Miargos, fool him!

          Night. 

        "It's a wonder how quickly you returned from the game hunting."

    Vulcan complemented, keeping his voice as low as he could. The stillness of the note permeated the room for a while as the golden rays which lit the room seemed to respond.

     He was seated on his bed, the Nymph on hers, while Prium was lying. Twas their dinner time but Prium had only had a little bite of the meat. Vulcan had been ignoring her. He wanted to see how long he could go doing that. 

      The Nymph smiled at his question and threw in his face,

     "The ways of the Nymphs are odd to mortals."

   Vulcan made a joke of it though there were a bazillion meanings he could read to it. 

    "And how'd you come about this room?"

    Vulcan teased again. He sure knew how mysterious Nymphs could b

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