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ar that illuminated it.
Ten feet before him was another bubbling hot pool, a must, he
realized when he again awoke stiff and sore, after any lesson. As he
lowered himself past the mist into the water, he looked overhead. He
missed the jasmine, he concluded, but here the view was better.
He had awoken in slightly better shape than the time before, as his
hands had not been bound, but his muscles were still tired and stiff.
There had been no sign of his Lady; only Rala was with him, curled up
and sleeping beside him. For a long time, he had simply lain there,
watching the other man sleep, watching his chest rise and fall,
fleeting expressions dawning and passing over his face as he dreamed.
His sandy hair was still stuck to his brow in some places, though the
ringlets it made were not as distinctive as on his own head; Rala's
hair was already quite curly. He was on his side, one hand under his
cheek, one arm thrown forward, his legs drawn up.
His hand ran lightly over the other man's sandy hair so as not to
awaken him from slumber, and again he felt the first a
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