Mar'i threw her arms around Alerron's neck. "She's not going to hurt us anymore?" She sounded small, almost like a child. She only wished that she could back to being a child. But she couldn't. Not after what the guards did to her. What her aunt let them do to her.
"And Seyla?" There was a hint of hope in her voice. "You did free her too, right?"
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