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remainder of the day.’
    She smiled a knowing smile, which made Maelgwn wonder whether the seer had some idea of what theforthcoming discussion was in regard to. ‘My very thoughts,’ he confirmed.
    â€˜I’ll send En Noah through,’ Sybil advised graciously and departed.
    Maelgwn was very fond of his son’s wife; she was very easy to work with and rarely needed instruction. She could easily have run the State office without any assistance; the department heads were constantly finding their requirements met by Sybil, oftentimes before they’d even realised their need.
    The Governor rose as his historical advisor made his way to the balcony, and as Noah emerged from the darkness of indoors into the bright sunshine, Maelgwn could hardly believe the transformation.
    In the historian-turned-warrior who neared, Maelgwn saw also the druid and the revolutionary that Noah had been in lives past. He was tanned and fit, and there was a new sense of purpose to his stride. Noah’s long blonde hair had been shaved to near bald, but a neat beard and moustache now framed his mouth. His blue eyes sparkled with exhilaration from his adventures and his smile conveyed how pleased he was to present himself before Maelgwn as a completely changed man — one balanced in mind, spirit and body.
    â€˜Governor, I didn’t expect to be granted an audience immediately upon my return to the city.’ Noah took hold of Maelgwn’s extended hand and shook it firmly. ‘I am sure you have far more pressing business to attend to.’
    The man’s modesty amused Maelgwn. ‘There is no business more pressing than that which I have with you, En Noah.’
    Noah’s eyes opened wide with expectation. ‘Is it time?’
    Maelgwn raised both eyebrows, avoiding broaching the topic in the present situation. ‘It’s such a lovely day,’ he commented, gazing up at the sparkling aquamarine atmosphere of the sky above. ‘Feel like joining me for a stroll?’ He looked back to Noah, his expression more serious.
    â€˜I’d be honoured.’ Noah was curious as he fell in beside Maelgwn and accompanied him down the back stairs of Government House.
    Noah kept pace with the Governor as he strode through the central city park towards the amphitheatre in the middle. Maelgwn was babbling on about staging another huge production to celebrate the New Year, but Noah realised this conversation was just to kill time until they got to wherever it was Maelgwn was leading him.
    Beneath centre stage lay a myriad dressing rooms, props storage and so forth, but the Governor led him to a small cupboard beneath one of the many sets of stage stairs, which opened upon their approach in response to Maelgwn’s mental command.
    â€˜I didn’t realise there was a door here.’ Noah scratched his head, as he’d helped stage many a production in the past and had thought himself very familiar with the underlying area of Chaliada’s outdoor theatre.
    Maelgwn turned abruptly and held a finger to his lips to caution Selwyn against pursuing the topic. ‘ So … I think we could cater for quite a large cast in thisarea,’ he commented, urging Noah to enter through the secret door, whereby Maelgwn closed it behind them.
    They continued their mindless babble about a New Year’s Eve production as they headed down a steep stairway and into a long corridor. Upon their approach a large section of the ceiling lit the modern access tunnel with a subtle mauve light. The lighting extended all the way down to the end of the corridor where there was a double set of Charichalum doors. This lightweight black metal was the strongest and densest substance in the known universe.
    The doors vanished upon the Governor’s mental command, and once Maelgwn and Noah had entered the large conference room beyond, the doors reappeared to seal them inside.
    â€˜So, what do you think of our secret