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It seemed as if his plea had fallen upon compassionate ears. Although he was not given the go-ahead, there was an immediate cessation to the displayed hostility of the stranger, and that eased some of Sylvaine's worries. Even if he were to be chased off, this tiny moment to catch his breath and recuperate would not be wasted.

But the stranger did not chase him off. He asked questions, to which Sylvaine was eager to respond. I am from a kingdom far from here, The boy's words were slurred by his fatigue, slowed by the sluggish common tongue he now used, but the words themselves were audible. He tried to enunciate through his accent. And I was um, in lesson. My tuteur and I, we were set upon by sauvages - I have been running from them since.

He had left them behind, as far as he was aware. The strange assailants as well as Mazarin - and in thinking of the older wolf, Sylvaine fell suddenly quiet. His voice was diminutive, sorrowful. I do not know what became of my companion.