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No matter how little the trust was, she felt jittery on the insides because she knew that trust was hardest for him to give. And now, she had earned just a little of it. She would cherish that bit for eternity.

“I’m thirsty,” he rasped.

“I’ll get you water, Master.” She got up from her chair, took one of his long wooden cups, and walked out of his chambers. She didn’t have to go far because the co