“You both made unbreakable bargains, Silene. There are worse things than forgetting,” he said. “Remembering is one of them.” “What will I remember?” she asked, hopeful despite all the signs of dread already marking her. “Of him? Nothing. You will never remember him for long even if you meet again. You will start anew in my service. For five hundred more years.” Time passed, it was what it did best, but she didn’t want it to make her forget. “And then?” He shook his head. “Only the Fates know.” A flicker of something less than hope and more than despair glistened in his eyes. “Maybe they will
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