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Mooni bent to the ground and scooped up the velvet black cloth to cover her body; she still had enough modesty to cover herself in a man’s presence, at least. She took the small pot in her hands and finished the remainder of the stew greedily – the hunger that gnawed at her stomach could not be ignored even if it meant facing the humility of a warlock’s charity. Mooni watched as he extinguished the dying embers, scattering the firewood and destroying the evidence of a campsite. She studied the human intensely – was her strong independent will already falling under his spell? Squatted over and scattering leaves, Vaithen glanced up at her, their eyes meeting for a brief moment. Hers lowered to the ground immediately.
After the warlock had finished concealing the campsite, he knelt down and reached behind a marble column that lay like a fallen giant, partially sunken into ground. He hoisted up a sword – her gleaming truesilver blade! Vaithen held the heavy claymore by its sharpened midsection, his embalmed hands pressed against the smooth edge. By all accounts it should have sliced through the paper-thin wraps on his hand, but instead he non-chalantly carried it to Mooni, her eyes shining with a newfound intensity. Vaithen heaved the sword towards her, the finely crafted masterwork rotating several revolutions in mid-air before the familiar leather grip was reunited with her soft hands. Mooni gripped it lovingly, feeling the familiar grooves and curves; the sweat-discolored leather binding felt at home against her palm and fingers’ sweet embrace. It was her only real treasure, and now her only possession. As rational logic finally overcame her brief euphoria, she pondered why her captor had returned her weapon.
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