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Asharin. That is what I was to be called now because they insisted on differentiating me from Nirahsa. I didn’t like suggesting the name to begin with, but I had little choice given the terms that Vindicator Dacianna had thrown out.

To the Exodar

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‘I don’t want to go back to the Exodar,’ Nirahsa thought to herself somewhat bitterly even as she packed some of her things for the trip. Dacianna had invited Vasily over for tea and she’d known then that she was going to have to tell him what she’d told Daci. Now she was supposed to go to the Exodar for treatment, to become…whole again as Vasily had put it. The very thought mortified her, potentially regaining all her memories, memories of what she’d done. She didn’t want it, she didn’t want it at all.