Hugh grinned. “You’re my witness,” he said to Dugas. “She owes me one.” “Tell her yourself,” the druid said. Hugh turned. Elara was standing on the steps. In his head, she took the three steps that separated them and kissed him. But she stayed where she was and then she smiled, her whole face lighting up. “Thank you.” Worth it. “Did you see me free the elephant?” he asked. “I saw.” He noticed blood caked on her arms. “They will heal. I won too,” she said. “I’m afraid Bale might never be the same.” Hugh saw Bale behind her. The berserker looked white as a sheet. “He’s resilient,” Hugh said.
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