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The pale woman seemed hesitant about the instructions that had been given to her. There was a short pause before the girl lowered her head into the water and Skellige watched her with a strange fascination. When he had been but a boy, they had taken his young body out to the sea and dropped him in, expecting him to sink or swim on his own. He had done what many others had failed to do. The giant wraith did not think that he would find himself in a situation where he would be forced to patiently teach another the rules of the ocean. But there he was…
 
Her head erupted from the water with some surprise and he took a step back as she exclaimed her disliking for the salt that had invaded her vision. He furrowed his brows at the girl as she frantically blinked to remove the water from her green optics. Skellige could recall the female wolf of his pack – Hephzibah – who had been the caretaker for the young Cairn children, and had been the one to soothe them when they had survived the drop.
 
Taking a careful step forward, he found his face quite close to her own. Without warning, the dark creature parted his jaws and carefully slid his coral-colored tongue across the lids of her eyes to force the salt water out. The titan’s fur burned red under his dark coat, but he continued for a moment before pulling away from the girl and peering at her curiously. “It will get better,” he remarked in a gruff voice, his brows still furrowed.