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praimfaya agreed. mahler trusted the girl at her word despite his inner suspicions. her responsibility would allay those, he hoped. and if the aspiring ruler did not meet the standards, mahler would refuse further instruction.
but instinct saw her capabilities and so with a nod mahler took his leave, sweeping off at a clip that carried all scents to him. if astraeus was close he would be found; the gargoyle knew he must believe this fervently, and it was a relief that praimfaya too might look for the wayward boy.