say. She motioned with her eyes for a servant, and the man led Talis out of the mansion, his calloused hands rough on Talis’s arm. Please let Mara live, please, Tolexia, please. He kept seeing Mara’s shining face, laughing and teasing him. She was his best friend. He’d ruined everything today by his foolishness, and put Mara’s life in danger. Her life was worth more to him than all the hunts in the world. He stumbled down the cobblestone street, bumping into carts and people, barely able to see straight with the tears blurring his sight. It was only a short way to his house, the House of Garen
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