“Up to no good again, Luvain?” Crispin’s voice was a warm crackle amongst the smoky caverns of the earthen furnace. It brought Luvain comfort more than he’d ever admit. Traveling alone wasn’t something that he did well, but it was all that he really had.   “Up to the same amount as usual.” Luvain smiled broadly, trying to look nonchalant for a moment. It was clear by the drop in the other courser’s eyebrows that he didn’t real...