I threw my arms up. “If you want to quietly bleed for the next hour, it is not my place to stop you. But don’t expect me to drag you to the tunnels if you faint!” He paused. “I wouldn’t faint.” “I know you are the mighty immortal man, impervious to the woes of us commoners. If it would behoove Your Highness to allow me to dress your injury—why, I can’t express how honored—” “Fine.” Arin scowled. “Unless your magic includes secret physician abilities, I am not confident you won’t do more damage.” “You’ve injured me.” I put a hand to my heart. “Somehow, I’ll find the strength to live another
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