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Midir had been taking things easy, exploring the city, the country, getting a feel for this modern world. So many people and so much noise and movement. It was fascinating, but often exhausting. He'd made no progress with Keelia. She knew he was here and was not...happy.

He'd retreated to his apartment, immersing himself in the music of this time, learning instruments.

He missed Daniel. He missed Keelia. He missed all his people, his kith and kin. This solitary existence was not something he had endured before.

Daniel had been missing for what seemed like ages, but he'd said he'd be back.

Midir sat on the floor, playing his lute, waiting.