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I slide to the floor, letting the coldness of it sink into my bones. A small dip of self-pity attempts to crawl down into my stomach, but I clench my teeth against the sad turn of my thoughts. I force the miserable pity away and I think about every single terrible lie I’ve ever told in my life.

They’d be comical if everything wasn’t falling apart right now.

I can get through this though. I know I can.

I’ve spent my entire life lying to people just to survive. Honestly, that’s what I’m really trained in. I’m a mage of lies. A beast tamer is just a hobby.

A liar. That’s what I really am.

And it’s suddenly the one good quality about me.

Because my ability to lie to the most powerful mage in the world, that’s what’s going to save us now.

The End.