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looked hard at the other healer.
    â€œIn a few years?”
    Deybri nodded.
    Rahl managed not to grin as he turned and accompanied Deybri. Outside the infirmary, he glanced sideways at her once more. If anything, she was more beautiful than he recalled.
    â€œBefore I forget,” Deybri said, “I did send a letter to your parents—”
    â€œOh…can I post one from here, if I pay for it? I wrote one to them on the ship.”
    â€œWe could stop by the bursar’s study,” Deybri said. “It might cost a copper or two more, but it would be easier than going down to the Merchant Association.”
    â€œThat might be best, for several reasons.”
    â€œOh?”
    â€œThat’s part of the everything I’m going to tell you.”
    Deybri led the way back to the main building and down a side corridor off the main corridor and on the east side—well away from where Rahl and Taryl had met with the magisters.
    The bursar, an older woman in dark gray, looked up with a clearly startled expression on her face as Rahl and Deybri appeared in the door to her study.
    â€œElyssa?” Deybri said with a smile. “This is Rahl. He was trained here, and he’s now a mage-guard in Hamor, but his ship is in port here. He wanted to send a letter to his parents in Land’s End. He can just pay you, can’t he?”
    â€œOh…that won’t be a problem.” The graying bursar tilted her head. “From what I heard, he’s not just an ordinary mage-guard.”
    Rahl found himself flushing as he extended the envelope. “How much will it be?”
    â€œOh…not that much. Four coppers. We’ll just put it in with everything to the portmaster at Land’s End.” Elyssa took the envelope and the coppers from Rahl. “Good hand, best I’ve seen in years.”
    â€œI was once a scrivener,” Rahl admitted.
    â€œIt shows.”
    â€œThank you.” Rahl inclined his head.
    â€œThat’s what we’re here for…among other things.”
    Deybri was smiling and shaking her head as they walked back outside into the late-midafternoon sunlight filtering intermittently through scattered clouds to the west.
    Rather than ask what Deybri was thinking, Rahl took a half silver from his wallet. “Thank you for letting my parents know. I said I’d repay you when I could. Will this do?”
    â€œIt’s more than enough. It’s—”
    â€œIt’s not,” Rahl said. “I can’t thank you enough.” He pressed the small coin on her.
    Deybri finally took it. They walked on the west sidewalk of the stone-paved road that led down to the harbor, leaving the training center behind.
    â€œYou don’t mind walking, do you?” Rahl asked, after they passed an older large stone dwelling he did not remember. “I’d thought we could get an early meal at the place where your uncle took us…”
    â€œIf you let me pay for myself.”
    Rahl shook his head. “I was given coins for a meal here. There’s enough for both of us.”
    â€œSo long as you’re not paying. Mage-guards aren’t wealthy. I do know that.”
    â€œThe pay’s not bad, better than what I would have gotten as a journeyman scrivener in Land’s End.” And far better than he’d gotten as a clerk at the Merchant Association or as checker at the ironworks. “How have you been?” He really wanted to tell her that the past did have a hold on him, but something told him not to rush that, and not to blurt it out—much as he wanted to do just that.
    â€œI’m fine. Nothing much has changed here. Thankfully, we haven’t had anything like that boiler explosion since you left. I understand that the harbormaster has refused landing to several older ships. They’ve had to moor offshore.”
    â€œDid they ever fix the black wall?”
    Deybri laughed. “About a season after you