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I?” she asked, knowing she had but preferring him to go first. If he’d heard it, then he was more powerful than she realized and had better tread carefully. She couldn’t have such power learning of her intentions. She was sure Master had safeguarded against such a thing. When it came to the mission, she never questioned what or how, as it was not her place or business. She merely trusted.
    “I heard my name called. In a dream. The night I found you. Did you call it while you were being hurt?”
    Chaos looked in her lap mostly to hide her awe that he’d heard her. She thought then about the intensity and anger in his words. Why were those things in his voice? Was he angry she had called him? “Yes,” she said, deciding it was okay to say so.
    He gasped and leaned back in the chair. “Why couldn’t I have heard it before he half killed you?”
    She regarded him quickly. How very, very odd he was. For some reason, Chaos had thought the chosen sacrifice was going to be more… something that he wasn’t. Or less of something he was. “Why should you want to?” Maybe it was part of why he was chosen. Maybe those unusual traits were necessary for this particular Desecration. It was supposed to be a once in a lifetime ritual, breaking the curse once and for all.
    Judging by the look on his face, she was also very strange to him. Apparently they were supposed to have clashing traits or Master wouldn’t have chosen him. “How… can you even say that?” he said, sounding mortified. “Why shouldn’t I want to is the question?”
    “That wasn’t the question.”
    “Well, it’s my question,” he demanded.
    His defiance resurrected her own. “I asked first.”
    He spread his arms at his side. “Because you’re supposed to want to help people, are you being serious?”
    At seeing the negative effect all this was having on him she gave a small smile. “I was just teasing you. Of course you should and I’m glad you at least heard at all. How did you do that?”
    Her change of direction seemed to work. “I don’t know,” he said. “How did you do that?”
    “I don’t know,” she said back.
    They sat in silence for a bit until Chaos looked down. “I need the bathroom. I’m sure I can go on my own.”
    He stood immediately, making her muscles tense.
    “Sorry.”
    He’d noticed such a small thing?
    “I should’ve thought to ask.”
    Just the mention of needing the bathroom seemed to engage her body to do it immediately and Chaos focused on that. She moved the covers slowly off. “I got it,” she said when he tried to help her to the edge of the bed. She looked down at her once perfectly beautiful red dress, tattered and stained with dried blood. The fancy adornments on it were filled with broken leaves. She didn’t understand still why Master had done it. She only knew it was all for good reason.
    “We’ll get you cleaned up as soon as you’re able. No need to rush things though, let your body heal and do its thing.”
    She didn’t agree. She needed a shower.
    Chaos put her feet on the floor and sat there, trembling in exhaustion. How could she already be tired?
    “Hold my arm at least,” he insisted.
    She looked at the solid offer of mobile assistance and decided she’d take it and suffer whatever negative consequence touching him might have. Latching her hand around his wrist and lining her forearm along his, she gripped hard. He lowered down a little and she stood slowly. For several seconds she didn’t move as she gasped in pain.
    “Let me just carry you,” he begged softly.
    She shook her head. “Got it,” she gasped.
    “Jesus Christ,” he muttered as she focused on taking her first step. The event was literally breathtaking and Chaos focused on one step in front of the other until they got to the door. Solomon reached out and opened it.
    “I’m going to get you in the bathroom and let you try on your own but first sign of trouble you better call for me.”
    She could only nod as