They are stopped at the small fortress that connects the main floating
island with the land. There are many framed portraits in the waiting room, most of them of remarkably ugly women. Fred paces, for the uneven, splintery chairs give him shooting leg pains. His boots clunk against the polished, dark wood of the floor. Several plants lining nearby desks wave in the breeze, for somewhere was an open window or two. Sir Josh has crossed his legs and is merrily reading the latest issue of 'Doily Monthly', all about beer and fightin', oddly enough. Fred gripes about the paperwork. He was well known in this land, for saving the queeen from an assassin. Still, paperwork.
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