chapter 114
The apprentice's face was pale beneath her unwashed and uncombed hair, eyes heavy with dark rings from many sleepless nights. Not that Baera was surprised at all by that considering what had happened. The apprentice had always been a nervous sort, one who jumped and flinched at the slightest thing, like a gazelle tip-toeing by a den of monsters. To nearly be eaten one had truly terrified her. It was a minor miracle the apprentice was alive at all, having fled into the dark from the anomaly like a headless chicken. Baera had fully expected the girl to have fallen into the clutches of some monster or other and died. But defying probability she had stumbled across her alive, albeit near out of her mind with fear, chattering and huddling and shaking like a leaf in the dark. The young appren
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