Chapter Twenty One

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SAROYA I study this man sitting opposite me, lounging on the rock and looking very comfortable and I am not deceived. His body speaks of his life, the activities of his past. This is a very busy man, I will reckon someone with a name either on the right or the wrong side of the law. He does not look like the type of man to go around chasing frivolities. There must be a real reason why he has ventured this far and I do not like that I am at a disadvantage. That is not the only thing I dislike. I dislike that he knows more about me than I do him, lording my activities in that miserable village over me. I dislike the permanently amused, arrogant look in his eyes as he looks down at me as if he finds something about me funny every minute. I dislike that he has more knowledge about magic and t

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