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The Malady Of Homesickness

CAIVAN

I'm quite confused as to why I wake up feeling homesick. Perhaps it's the dream I had, but it doesn't make sense; a replay of that night, when I attacked the mage. 'Lord', it had hissed, though I don't remember seeing this one at court to recall my title. Or any one for that matter. I hadn't wasted time wondering, or tearing him apart.

The predominant part of the "dream", however, is her face. It still flashes in my mind's eye now: the long black hair tucked behind pointed ears and her lucent, green eyes. I wonder why that makes me nostalgic.

I don't let anyone in, not even the servants when they come to draw my bath. I fill the tub myself, and though the hot water makes my hair stand on end, I'm grateful for it.

Many would interpret my actions last night as an act of defiance or something. Especially the trouble stirrer, Edward. And I might be overstepping my boundaries, but it might well be my last night at Qarax, before I set the cogwheels of my plan into motion. That Xan
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