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Loren smiled faintly, though there was something a bit smug around the edges of it. And indeed, there was a sort of quiet pride in the thought he sent to Jigano. She can hurt me. Probably will. The healer shrugged, not worried about that possibility.
But I’m pretty tough these days. And if she tries to hurt someone else to get me to comply, I will beat the shit out of her, no matter how long it takes or how much it hurts. There was a sort of steely determination in his gaze. Despite being disowned, she has few enough allies and family members left that she’ll risk doing anything too drastic to me. He continued grinding the cure in the mortar and pestle, though his eyes met the bard’s.
Pulsing gratitude for the privacy, the Launceleyn nodded slowly at the white-haired man’s words. ”Think you’ll be able to convince him to leave the farm this year?” Loren tilted his head to one side as he waited for Jigano’s response.
But I’m pretty tough these days. And if she tries to hurt someone else to get me to comply, I will beat the shit out of her, no matter how long it takes or how much it hurts. There was a sort of steely determination in his gaze. Despite being disowned, she has few enough allies and family members left that she’ll risk doing anything too drastic to me. He continued grinding the cure in the mortar and pestle, though his eyes met the bard’s.
Pulsing gratitude for the privacy, the Launceleyn nodded slowly at the white-haired man’s words. ”Think you’ll be able to convince him to leave the farm this year?” Loren tilted his head to one side as he waited for Jigano’s response.
Never judge a book by its cover.
