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The first few days were restless. Kar’niss was waiting for the Tiefling—Alfira, she’d asked him to call her—to tell him what she wanted with him, whether she needed a weapon, a toy, a worker, someone to practice skills or magic on. Why else would she let him stay, care for his wounds, if not for some greater purpose? Did she want a tool, or maybe prestige?
She kept repeating that she wanted none of that, that she had just wanted to help. Kar’niss couldn’t believe her.
But slowly, his injuries healed, and she did not cast him out.