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She gave him a smug look and sat up straighter. She had a look on her face, which was a mix of surprise and irritation. She then turned to him and spoke in a slightly agitated voice. “What do you mean? What have I kept from you?” She scoffed, listing everything she had told him. As she...

He lied on the floor trying to rest his eyes and only opened them when he heard footsteps walking away. He thought it might have been Rose leaving him, but as the footsteps faded away; he glimpsed the healer’s shoes. The ones he saw earlier. And when she returned, he saw a shirt fall to the...

A few seconds later, Rose entered the building. She had a confused look on her face. Confused why he always went ahead of her. He just wanted to protect her from danger in any way he could to pay back her kindness. He would rather die than admit it but he liked her and thought of her as a...

He half walked, half limped, trying to keep pace with Rose as she explained what the drawing was. The Elven people had a full alphabet and their own language. But it differed from English because the alphabet was only symbols. It was fascinating. He zoned out and only came to when Rose slowed...

She glanced at him. Then started talking and giving him validation by saying she thought he could do it, then took it away by saying that the world was different out there. She claimed it was different since the sun was beating down on you and you have to start to walk around dawn. She...

She smiled at him smugly and repeated his statement about cleaning up. To her the bandages and loads of potions would not be enough to help. She also said she couldn’t get an infection, which made the situation seem less dire. Rose seemed skilled enough to remove the blade from her arm herself...

He heard Rose tell the woman she cheated her own game as she disappeared into the background. Even though the woman lied to them, Rose gave a salute, which he assumed was a sign of respect, and told her we would leave quickly. It was no longer important since the woman left, but he assumed...

The woman inspected the dagger for a few moments, then deduced that she didn’t recognize the writing on the dagger. The answer the woman gave dropped a pit into his stomach. This could have been helpful, but looking at Rose’s face told him even though she didn’t know the writing, it wasn’t...

Rose had a dumbfounded look on her, looking like she was trying to process what the woman said. Maybe the limit of how many questions she could ask confused her. After a moment, she composed herself and spoke to the woman in a more assertive tone, unlike the tone she used only minutes ago. “I...

As Rose walked in, she sighed a thank you to the lady. He watched as she carried all her belongings in with her. And since she was weaker and tired, the things in her hand sagged against the floor. When she made it into the room, she looked at him but at least looked a little more relieved but...

After a few seconds of begging, the woman still declined. It tempted him to get on his hands and knees and beg. He wanted to prove his worth to Rose. He needed to help her. He could tell she didn’t respect him and maybe changing this old woman’s mind would show her he wasn’t as weak and useless...

Seeing the woman in front of him was a surprise and based on Rose's facial expression she was equally as confused as he was. Rose held her hands up to show the older woman that she wasn't armed and he followed suit. He fixed his slouch against the wall and sat straight up fearing the older woman...

As soon he started resting Rose started talking again. She was explaining that since the bottles were dusty they wouldn't be missed. It was weird she thought dust decreased the value of something. Maybe she was so used to always having new things that as soon as things were remotely...

When he stepped into the shop Rose went ahead and carefully stepped over the garbage on the floor. She told him to follow her, so she could help fix him up. And without worry or fear, she walked up to the dusty glass counter and rang the cracked dusty bell as he followed directly behind her. He...

As he started walking Rose made what felt like a passive-aggressive comment asking if he still thought her job was fancy. His answer to that was yes but he didn’t say anything in response so he wouldn’t provoke her. This was a very weird coincidence, and he was sure she didn’t go through...

He was bent over and his hands were resting on his knees as he tried focusing on something other than how much pain he was in. He watched as she grabbed one of the daggers from the unconscious man. The blade looked like it chipped and had a different language engraved on it. It was in a language...

As he laid on the ground he heard another whistle of an arrow but this time he heard a thud as it hit someone. He was in too much pain to look up and see who it was, so he just continued listening. He also didn’t want the men to target him. Pain and uncomfortability were common things in his...

He could feel the blood dripping down his face as he laid with his haggard face pressed against the concrete in too much pain to move. He knew his palms, legs, arms, and face became scraped when they threw him but there was too much pain and adrenaline going through him to feel anything. He...

They stepped deeper into the alleyway and it got darker and worse smelling. He could feel his knees trembling. It was already hard enough for his bony legs to hold up his weight but having them shake almost made him topple over. He looked over at Rose and saw her standing tall and keeping her...

She pulled her cloak over her head and walked out of the inn gesturing for Brant to follow her. As soon as he stepped outside the inn the woman demanded directions from him."Where are we headed?" she asked. He pointed North East across the street towards a dark rather nasty-looking alleyway...