“I don’t remember all of it,” Nilien admitted. Lorque was watching her and not the path in front of them, but it didn’t seem to be endangering her at all. “I woke up in the infirmary, and the fox was there with me.”
You wanted to live, the fox reminded her.
Nilien smiled wanly at her familar…
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