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.There was a standing closet, too, and its door was open, revealing dozens of Babriel's uniforms, of everycut and de-scription, some with medals, and many with exaggerated collars and huge cuffs.Babriel hadchanged into one such.It was white and silver, and came with a peaked cap.Azziethought he looked soludicrous as to appear sinister."Glad to see you're making yourself to home," Azzie said."I took the liberty of fixing the place up a little.I'll gladly restore it to original condition when I leave.""Don't worry about it," Azzie said."If I'd known you wanted fancy, you'd have gotten fancy.What'sthat?"He pointed to a rectangular blob of nacre and ormolu that swung from Babriel's waist."Oh, that's my telephone," Babriel said."So I can stay in touch with headquarters."Azzie glared at the handset."They haven't even issued ours yet!""You'll love them when you get them," Babriel said.Chapter 7It was fine September weather.Azzie became more accus-tomed to having Babriel living in his house.His room continued to expand, and Azzie had to ask the angel to do some shoring up because it wasthreatening to capsize the house with its weight and top-heavy leverage.And the training of PrinceCharming went on.The young man seemed to be gaining confidence.Azzie had been feeding him avariety of herbal extracts, as well as other exotic ingredients such as powdered unicorn horn, driedbanshee shit, and distilled corpse sweat.Charming was now able to hold his own against Frike with thewooden swords, even though Frike fenced with his lame left arm to make the contest more equal.Therewas definite pro-gress, though it was difficult to say when the young Prince would be ready to face a realfoe.These were quiet days and nights.Azzie regretted only that Ylith was not present.It had been necessaryto leave her in the enchanted castle to look after Princess Scarlet, whose rebellious ways were stillsomething of a problem.One evening, asAzzie was sitting in the living room smok-ing his pipe and feasting on a small plate of Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.htmlwolverine hearts with teriyaki sauce, there was a great commotion overhead.Babriel, who was readingone of his interminable books on how to be good, looked up startled as he heard the sound of hooves onthe roof.Then there came a scraping sound mixed with swearing.They advanced to the chimney.Azziecould hear a loud grunting and moaning now, and at last something large worked its way down.It was lucky that, it being a mild September night, no fire was going.Santa Claus emerged, some darkstains on his red suit, tasseled cap askew, a scowling expression on his smudged face."Why," Santa Claus demanded, "did you close the flues? It makes it very difficult getting through.Andyour chimney hasn't been cleaned in ages.""Sorry, Santa," Azzie said."I wasn't expecting you this time of year.Not that you come often to usdemons, anyhow.""That's because our charter says we are to bring presents first to humans.And there are more of themevery day.""I quite understand," Azzie responded."In any event, we demons have our own ways of giving andreceiving.But why have you come? If it's a social visit, you could have come in by the front door.""It's business, not social," Santa Claus said."I have a rush order here for a young lady witch who gavethis as her address.Ylith is her name.Is she around?""She's off at my other place," Azzie said."Can I be of help?""You can accept this delivery for her." Santa took a large, gaily wrapped package out of his pack."Sure.Glad to.""You'll make sure she gets it?" Santa said."It's for a little girl, Brigitte is her name, to whom Ylithpromised it.""I'll see that she gets it.""Thank you," Santa said."I mentioned to Ylith how lonely it gets at the North Pole.She said she'd sendsome witches my way and I'd give them presents and a good time.""Witches are overrated.You won't like them.""You think not? Try a steady diet of elves before you knock witches.Well, must be off."Azzie walked Santa to the front door.He watched as Santa,moving nimbly for so large a man, scrambled up the trellises to the roof.Soon there was a clatter ofhooves and the rest was silence.Azzie went back inside and opened the package.Within was a miniature mansion and farmyard.It wasall nicely detailed with little people dolls, animal dolls.There were tiny windows, mirrors, tables, chairs."Could use a little guillotine," he mused aloud."I had one here someplace." Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit
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Lachlan M D Synowie boga 01 Synowie boga (2)
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Reynard Sylvain Piekło Gabriela 01 Piekło Gabriela
Kalifornijska noc 01 Kalifornijska noc Adler Elizabeth
Alexandra Bracken Mroczne umysły 01 Mroczne umysły
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