"I'll walk you there, in case anyone else gets any ideas about soul snatching," Troilus offered, standing quickly so he could help the civilian walk. "By the way. I'm Troilus. Don't forget that, if I should have the great fortune to meet you again one day, in safer circumstances."

He'd be looking for this man, himself. He knew nothing about him, but his eyes... His eyes would haunt Troilus until he could learn more. Something was there, he just didn't know what.

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