“These are dangerous times for humans on their own.”
“True,” Idris said. “But it is not your responsibility to care for her. You know the compact all djinn agreed to. It is not something that can be modified to suit your particular needs…or lusts. If you care for this woman, make her your Chosen, and take her with you to a community where others like you abide. Otherwise, you must let her go.”
“But the hunters will find her,” Amaal protested, a very real fear stirring in his heart. True, she had the device to protect her, but what if it failed somehow? Then she would be utterly defenseless.
“That is no concern of yours. Or rather, if you love her, then it should be simple enough to claim her as your Chosen. Otherwise, why should you care whether or not she lives?”
Good question. Of cou
