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"Mr Harlowe?" His name was spoken barely above a whisper He opened his eyes to see thecloser "I am sorry," he said

"For what?" Cade’s voice was muffled by swollen lips

"I--I am not allowed to heal you"

"Not your fault"

"It is the reason for my existence," Marcus replied "I mean, what all true healers were born for before the empire We can’t tolerate the torture of others, but we of the palace, we are slaves born into it, e of torture sowe stand for But the consequences of disobeying"

"I understand," Cade said "It is another evil alanced furtively toward the door, then took a hesitant step closer "Mr Harlowe, I have seen the lady that came with you I healed her fractured collar bone--"

Cade started "Fractured collar bone?" He fought his restraints, but to no avail

"Please listen Time is short I healed her, and she hen I left her Please believe me She is well"

Cade nodded He knew personally what Marcus could do

"I can so on," Marcus continued "I can learn things about them I saw she has some minor ability with etherea I couldn’t discern exactly what, except that it is there If my masters learn of this, they will use it, as we menders are used Used and bred to produce more with powers that can be harnessed The erams, whether it is his horses or his slaves"

Battered as Cade was, the insinuation was clear He clenched his hands, nails biting into his palan into this He wanted to howl his frustration, his utter helplessness

Marcus was not done "When we produce children, they are taken from us If they have the ability with etherea, they are raised here at the palace So with etherea engines Those children without abilities are entered into the general slave population or otherwise discarded"<ins class="adsbygoogle" style="display:block" data-ad-client="ca-pub-7451196230453695" data-ad-slot="9930101810" data-ad-format="auto" data-full-width-responsive="true"></ins>