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Unless he really knehat he was doing in bed, à la Christian Grey and unlike Jason

"The guards said you appeared last night," the Red Knight says and leans forward, as if he doesn't want anyone to hear his words "You were not there and suddenly you were Froain at a loss as to howpatiently, his friendly, open features encouraginged or made fun of

"From another world," I reply honestly "I don't knohere or hoent to sleep there and woke up here"

"Souesses

"Yeah How'd you know?"

"Let's just say you're not the first who's been sent" He's frowning, his eyesto stare at some point in the distance

Is it possible the people of this world are aware of mine? How crazy would that be?

"My head hurts so bad" I can't even entertain such a deep thought

He's too distracted "This world, is it lance around reminds me these people don't knohat electricity is let alone the Internet "You can say that"

He sits back, pensive

I eat quietly, uncertain what's bothering him The cheese is awesome, much better than the bread and wine I' down one piece

"What is your name, witch?" he asks finally

"Naia"

"Naia" A flicker of surprise crosses his features He shifts forward again "You ical world from whence you came or the person who sent you or even your name"

"Why not?"

"A battle-witch, such as you are, is expected to have knowledge of the unknown and ravely "You will be flogged or worse, put to death, for evenit And" He pauses, as if not sure he should continue, before he does "I' to track down the person who sent you I don't need others getting in ht No book character can find its author, because they aren't real

Listening and growing more confused, I'm surprised by the severity of his expression and the sudden way he's looking at me as if he wants to feed me to Panther-ht, is a warrior, one trained to lead dom is at peace It's not like he's a Starbucks barista or coworker at the library He's arerous If he wants to track LF down, I doubt it's to thank her for creating his world