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Arawn

Clearing my throat, I finally get their attention back on me. Nerthus lays a hand on her hat as she turns towards me. “I know him.”

She laughs as I squint my eyes at her. “I gathered that.”

“Oh, you old grumpy man,” she laughs, stepping back towards me. “He is the one I had to talk to you about. The one who helped me out.”

My eyes widen as I look back up at Mattia who is now wearing his usually happy demeanor. “Nerthus is your tea?”

“Why does everyone keep calling me your tea?” Nerthus asks under her breath, making me chuckle.

“You helped her move districts?” I ask back at him, and he nods.

Nerthus inhales sharply as she turns back around, grabbing my arm in the process. “He also saved me the time we met, actually.”

“Oh, no. It was nothing. Don’t tell him that,” Mattia groans, but Nerthus shakes her head.

“There was a guy with a knife. The fucker had surely taken the thing with him from his mother’s kitchen. I mean it was a huge butcher thingy.” She starts enthusiastically while