A Teaser from Chapter Four

[Bob Schroeck]

"Luna," I asked after some thought, "what are the odds that Her
Nibs bound all the guardians' souls together so they'd all be
reborn around the same time in the same area?"  I snorted.  "Or,
better question, how likely is it that she would have been 
stupid enough *not* to?"

Luna laughed.  "'Stupid' was a word *no one* -- not even her 
enemies -- *ever* used to describe Her Majesty."

"Then we've got, what, another half dozen or so Guardians all
around us, just needing a swift kick in the butt to wake up and 
join the fun?"

I saw the realization of what I meant dawn across her face.  "I
do believe that you are right."

"It'd be a waste to sit back and wait for them to wake up on 
their own," I said, and took a sip of my tea.  "So what do you 
say we *give* them that kick?"