When they got back to the resort, Armina and Ra'car retreated to the balcony while Lor'isa settled down in a comfortable chair and took out a pad of manuscript paper. L'irksel laughed as she said, "Are you seriously transcribing another jazz tune?", and Lor'isa nodded. "Yes, I am--I promised Armina I would help her transcribe a tune or two for her recital." Here, she looked out the window at the two. "I have an ill feeling now... something is not right here."
"What could be wrong?" L'irksel asked.
Armina smiled as she looked out over the Dead Coast. "This place is so beautiful, Ra'car... I'm so glad I got to come here with you." She said, turning and looking at Ra'car, her blue eyes gleaming in the sunset's glow.
"Armina... I am just as glad that I am here with you as you are to be with me. I am probably the luckiest guy on the face of Evelon right now... because I have you here with me." Ra'car said, smiling as he ran his hand through Armina's hair.
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