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“How old are you?”
“You seem very young, almost a child.”
“I am 17.”
“Yes, very young. Where are your parents?”
“I don’t have any.”
He nodded, “So you are a roamer?”
“Who raised you?”
“Does my servitude include divulging a past that I don’t wish to
speak of?” she asked him.
Alric smiled, “No, it does not.”
A younger priest walked in and set another stack of clothes in front
of her, then bowed to Alric and left the room.
“What are those?” she asked, looking at the stack.
“Clean clothes, yours are soiled.”
“They are fine.”
Alric stood, “Then you may bring them with you.”
She nodded and stood up also, then grabbed the clothes along with
her tiny bag of belongings, “Where am I going?”
“Take your weapon, I don’t want it.”