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Alak’s day quickly went downhill after leaving Chatri’s encampment.

Halfway back to Edge, the chain on his motorcycle broke.  He noticed the rapid deceleration at once, and steered off the ‘road’. He hadn’t brought a spare with him today.

“Balls,” he muttered, kneeling beside the bike and examining it. “Could anything else go wrong today?”

A deep growl answered that question.

Balls.

The blonde burst out laughing. “Sorry, I couldn’t help it. I wanted to see the look on your face.” Cloud’s laughter died down to chuckles. “That was an edible flower made of fondant. They’re usually used for baking, but sometimes I make some for just eating out in public to watch people’s reactions.”

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