[Phone! For the first time, Mayfield, have an irritated-sounding Cynric.]

Mayfield, I know that you send people home all the time, but if I am to remain here, can the interesting ones at least stay with me? It's not often famous composers of opera roll into your life, and that you might be given the chance to be the lead of the opera he is ( Read more... )

Hmph. Well. I-If this is your idea of a joke, Mayfield, I don't like it! Christmas is no time for cruel pranks. And I don't believe this for a second, anyway. Of course my sons would want to see me. They would never say such things!

I'm sure of this.

[He doesn't sound so confident. But Cynric hangs up the phone, and sits down near the ( Read more... )