Chapter 337: Unlikely
“Tell me,” Kien demanded. “I must have my strength back. Like this, I am nothing. If you can fix me—”
“I’m going to need to know more about just what you mean by losing your strength,” Arwin said, raising a hand to cut the other man off. “But I’m going to be honest with you. I’m exhausted. I’ve been working all day and basically have no magical energy left to work with. If I’m going to be able to really help you, I need to be able to think. Are you going to die tonight?”
There was a long pause. Then Kien grit his teeth. “No. I have waited this long. My body has stabilized. Gotten used to this new… condition. I will survive.”
“Great,” Arwin said. “Then we will speak again in the morning. You can tell me exactly what’s happened and I’ll see what I can do for you. Do you have somewhere to sleep?”
“No. I have not slept since my betrayal.”
You know what? I can tell. His eye bags have eye bags.
“That sounds like a great recipe for success,” Arwin said dryly. “Somebody needs to get you a sword and stick you in a position of abusable leadership as quickly as possible.”
“What?” Kien stared at Arwin.
“Nevermind. My head is hardly functional right now. Lillia, is there room in the tavern for another?”