LOREN
At the sight of Beatrix and the sound of her voice, Loren almost cried tears of relief. And he did feel a few drops fall when Jace too emerged from the ruin. They threatened to freeze on his cheeks, but he found he didn’t care. Dismissing his hound, he stumbled forward and fell to his knees. Reaching out, he attempted to pull both children into a tight hug. ”Thank the gods you’re okay. I was so worried about you.” They were safe, or at least safe enough, but assuming they’d allowed him to touch them, he sent a pulse of healing magic through them, hoping to treat any injuries they might have sustained. Given how they looked—though he was only subconsciously aware of it—they were probably suffering from all number of minor maladies.A beggar's book
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