"Ball things?" [ She frowns, the quotation marks obvious in her tone. Eilonwy isn't used to hearing the word things used in such a vague way, and she's also obviously trying to picture this tower. ]
Like my bauble? [ She produces a round stone of some sort, slightly smaller than a fist. It gives off a golden light, and flashes when she holds it up for him. ]
Oh, is it a wizard's tower? I've had quite enough of those, thank you.
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Like my bauble? [ She produces a round stone of some sort, slightly smaller than a fist. It gives off a golden light, and flashes when she holds it up for him. ]
Oh, is it a wizard's tower? I've had quite enough of those, thank you.