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'To the inn where Magiere and Leesil slept, " Welstiel answered. "We will pick up her trail from there. "

Chane hesitated before asking, "Why are we following her?"

Welstiel studied him closely, as he had done on the night before. He stepped closer.

"Why are you here? Why join me?"

His dispassionate tone betrayed only mild interest, but Chane knew his answer must be convincing. He
had lived in Bela with his "master, " Toret, a lowborn little vampire who had managed to turn a noble like
Chane for protection and moderate wealth. Forced to obey this creature that had raised him from death,
Chane's first goal had been to find a way to destroy Toret. When the dhampir and her half-blood arrived
to hunt Bela's undead, Chane had finally arranged for Toret to lose his head. Yet nothing afterward had
occurred as expected.

"I was imprudent, " Chane answered. "I sought to be free of Toret, but I had not anticipated losing my
home, my inheritance, andтАФ"

"Your welcome at the Guild of Sagecraft?" Welstiel offered.

The halting conversation of the previous night had given Chane a handful of wary moments. Welstiel's
awareness of all in Toret's household was unnerving, particularly how much he seemed to know of
Chane.

Chane nodded.

"Is that where you sought to spend your time, once free of Toret?" Welstiel asked. "With the old
domin... Tilswith, I believe, and bis little apprentice, Wynn?"

Chane repressed a flinch and remained stoic.

He had counted on retaining the house, retrieving his inheritance, and keeping his undead nature a secret
through long years in calming company at the sages' guild. Magiere had exposed him, and though he had
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escaped slavery, all had been lostтАФincluding his welcome in Wynn's company.

He had nowhere else to go.

Welstiel had a purpose in seeking the dhampir, and all that Chane had left was the longing for revenge
for what Magiere had cost him. He would bide his time with whatever reasons might satisfy Welstiel.

"I am here now, " Chane said. "And you are tracking the dhampir. Why?"

"She is unique and critical to my objectives, " Welstiel replied. "But you are young in this existence. Your
mortal family must still be alive. Why not go home? If they wish to be rid of you, they could replace part