“I’m not looking for payment,” he said. “Just eat.”
Tears streamed down her face as she finished the bread. She couldn’t stop them, not because she was weak, but because she had been invisible for so long that being treated like a human felt like a miracle. When she looked up, he was watching her quietly, standing in a way that blocked the worst of the cold.
“My mother was burned as a witch when I was ten,” he said softly. Valora’s breath caught.
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