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chill of winter easily permeated the halls of the
Administration Building on the College. As he walked away he had the
distinct taste of victory in his mouth. He thought back... it had only
been minutes earlier...
"Master Darryn," Teltirray had said, approaching him.
"Master Teltirray," he had replied gracefully.
"I wish to thank you. You teaching of Aimee' has been wonderful. Erika's
learning is spectacular, Erika's skill growing appreciably in the six months
you have known her. I admit, I had misgivings. After all, your...
preference... did not encourage me to send Erika's to you." He positively
sneered the word 'preference,' a sure sign to him that Teltirray was still
dealing with him fairly, if uncomfortably. There was no double meaning
here. "I thought you had nothing to teach. I see that your knowledge of,
well, men, applies to Erika's skills very clearly." The grin he gave Darryn
made the blood run cold. He wondered how much of that 'skill' was applied
strictly to the healing arts in a sense of self-preservation. "I thank
you, especially since you have taken upon yourself an increase in the time
you spend on Erika's training, beyond our agreement, without asking for an
increase in the cost."
"Master Teltirray, Ai
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