Phura stood beside his brother, wondering, trying to absorb everything he had seen and heard. Gamba still held the half-forgotten, wide-eyed Roka in his arms.
Gamba began to quietly laugh, and then spoke in a hushed whisper. "Can you believe it? It's incredible. Nitir and Azra have returned. We've just met Levanto. And Piosenniel is alive." He softly laughed again, shaking his head, and turned to face his brother. "Can you believe it?"
"Yes, " Phura agreed. "Yes, it is amazing."
"Can you believe it?" Gamba repeated.
Phura nodded slowly. "I can."
"Everything is coming true. Everything. Levanto even talked about other ships; I'll bet you that's the elven fleet from my dream. Everything is coming true. What more could we ask for?"
Sudden tears started in Phura's eyes and he did not answer.
"What else could we ask for?" Gamba repeated. "Phura? Are you all right? Come on, this is a great day. What's wrong?"
Longing suddenly surfaced on Phura's face, and he turned to his brother. "One more thing, " he whispered, half in longing and half in guilt, and the tears fell. "I could ask for one more thing."
"What?" Gamba asked, amazed. But instead of answering, Phura threw his arms around his brother's neck and wept.
I'd better get him to Loremaster, Gamba thought, baffled. He shifted little Roka to one arm, and held Phura with the other, and let Phura finish crying. Then still carrying Roka, Gamba led Phura up the tunnel. Phura kept one hand on Gamba's shoulder, holding on tightly. Gamba wondered what on earth was going on, and how Phura could possibly consider this day incomplete.
Loremaster, telling Gamba nothing, very tenderly sent him away. Gamba took Roka to his sleeping-place. Roka's father had disappeared two nights before, and his mother a week before that. Gamba suddenly decided that Loremaster could be responsible for three as well as two, and he curled up with Roka and sang him a lullabye, thinking that at last the lullabyes were useful for something.
Loremaster spoke with Phura briefly. Phura was quiet when he came to bed in the middle of Gamba's lullabyes, and Phura and Roka drifted off at about the same time.
But later that night Phura woke with a start, and the tears started afresh. Gamba sat up.
"It's nothing, " Phura said. "I had my dream again." But he wouldn't talk about it.
Gamba sang him several lullabyes, and Phura fell asleep again.
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