An Odd Story of Man and Magic. A fantasy RP. (FINISHED)

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Siran stood up. "I'm afraid you can't leave until I have the specifics of your current condition. Of course, I speak of your health. Vincent promised this would have nothing to do with the nature of your child, and while I do so reluctantly, I will honor that. But you can't leave until I've concluded that you're healthy. Fair enough?"

Astien sighed. "Fair enough."
Siran smiled. "Good, now please, get back in bed and rest. You still look terrible." Astien climbed back into bed, and Siran left the room, bumping into Cormac in the hall. He raised an eyebrow at him. "Eavesdropping?"