They met in a neutral territory, in Count Lark’s lounge. Contrary to etiquette, the noblewoman stood up when he entered the room, making a curtsy even before Lith had greeted or bowed to her.
“Welcome, young mage. Thanks for saving my daughter’s life. No one knows how much time she had left in such conditions.”
“I actually do.” Lith thought with a cruel inner smile. “She had barely two weeks left when I first visited her, before her organs started failing one after the other. Luckily, she has a tough skin, so I wasn’t forced to play the sink or swim healing attempt.
I wouldn’t have cured her before at least five days, my safety comes first. I can waste time and lose opportunities, but I will not gamble my whole life for a stranger, no matter who he or she is!”
“Also, I have several reasons to apologize to you. First, for how I treated you. I was rude and condescending. I shouldn’t have tried forcing your hand, but I was desperate at the time. Your sister was ill too, I hope you can understand me.”
Lith inwardly sneered.
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