Arching an eyebrow at Maea's question, Amun cocked his head to one side. "Maybe, maybe not. The future is never set in stone. I know that better than most." He gave her a squeeze with the arm her had around her, carful not to jostle her wound.
They arrived at the entrance to the Temple, and he finally released her. "But that's immaterial at the moment. You go get fixed up, so we can figure out what to do about this unprovoked attack on you." Hesitating, he added in a quieter voice, "I'm sorry this happened to you. But I'm glad you made it home."
They arrived at the entrance to the Temple, and he finally released her. "But that's immaterial at the moment. You go get fixed up, so we can figure out what to do about this unprovoked attack on you." Hesitating, he added in a quieter voice, "I'm sorry this happened to you. But I'm glad you made it home."
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