“He would have killed us both if you had not.” The pale stranger
murmured. Zaree could feel her fright still shivering through the
empathetic bond, despite the consoling tone in her voice.
Zaree
bit her lip, shock at her own actions still overlaying every thought.
“I was not supposed to, was I? Everything has a right to
grow.”
“Not when they try and stop you from growing,
sapling.” The pale sylvari took her hand. Zaree felt her kindness
and conviction in her emotions as well as her words.
Zaree
nodded her head, imprinting the words to memory. “Okay.”
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