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[silverneedles]

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[silverneedles]

You sound sure he would not raise you from the dead and kill you again. [ A pause, and then, as sweet as she can make her voice, still firm: ] I might attempt that myself, actually.

[downswing]

( A simple thing: )

I do not ask with a mouth unburdened.

[silverneedles]

What other burdens, then? Beyond your poisoning.

[downswing]

( Debt. Duty. )

Mistress. If you are justice, you will find me wanting.

[silverneedles]

My hands are too tarnished to be justice.

[downswing]

What use, then, innocence now?

Tatter my knees. I beg again.

[silverneedles]

Keep your strength, rest your knees.

1/2

[downswing]

I wonder if your bones house a trove.

That you should have your fortunes stolen at Nightless City.

Your ease in Yiling. Your blood in Lanling. Your trust, here.

[downswing]

I wonder when you will leak empty.

[silverneedles]

Ask not foolish questions. One of your thousands of rules, is it not?

[downswing]

I overstep.

[silverneedles]

Ask once we've figured out the cure.

[downswing]

Mistress. Leniency. Do not strand a core to waste.

[silverneedles]

Your life will not be wasted.

[downswing]

I thank the aunt of my son.