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Chapter 17

Dichael and I walked together frequently after that. We spoke of natural
creatures and even dark hearted ones. I had grown comfortable hunting tresnores
and taglos, but Dichael pointed out rightly that when I slaughtered their
young, was I any different than if that knight had attacked me instead of
bringing me to the surface?

It struck me in that moment, that there was a facet to Mercy I had yet to
embrace. One that was core to my story in both how I had risen and how I had
fallen. From that day forward, I vowed to protect and never harm the young,
regardless of the hearts they had or were born with.

I made my way to the shrine of Lady Azorinne again. Ate of the apricots again.
And made the vow in prayer, reiterating my former commitments and pleading for
guidance. It would be the last time I was allowed in the shrine for a long
while.