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As if to confirm that she had made the right decision, when Rami turned
back towards the satyr she saw that a low table had materialised beside
her chaise lounge. On it stood a plate piled high with pieces of a
confection that looked very much like Turkish Delight, and a golden goblet
filled with wine. An identical table had appeared next to the chaise
lounge on which Amy lay. Yala seemed to have vanished.
Rami popped one of the confections into her mouth. Mmmm! Delicious! She took a sip of her wine. She hadn't previously been very keen on wine, but this seemed excellent. "Is everything to your liking?" the satyr asked. "It's very good," she said though a mouthful of Turkish Delight. "Good. Would you like me to play for you?" He was holding a set of pipes. "Yeah, why not?" He began to play a melody that was very beautiful and at the same time very relaxing, almost soporific. As if in a dream, Rami listened, whilst at frequent intervals she ate a sweetmeat or took a sip of her wine. Some unknown time later, though Rami had an uncomfortable feeling that it might have been a matter of hours, she came fully alert with a start. The music was no longer playing. Perhaps that was what had brought her fully back to consciousness.
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