And then Renzo did the last thing I would have expected of the glib thief. He dropped to his knees and bowed his head. “I am a mere thief, untrustworthy, unreliable, and sadly”—he gave a wry grin—“incapable of behaving myself properly. But I offer my humble services to the living heir of the Donatis, the wielder of the Light of Nedarra. Your servant, if you will have me.” Khara then did the last thing I would have expected from her. She did not laugh or mock. Her face was more serious than I had ever seen it outside of combat. “Do you swear to obey me in all things?” she asked. “Mmmm,” Renzo
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