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Concentrating all his power into the task at hand, Mola finally freed the first leg. As he looked up before starting on the second leg, he saw a blue glow spread over the left leg and enter the gaping wound. The light seemed to absorb the wound and Mola watched in disbelief as the wound was healed. Following the light's path he saw Kani with her eyes closed. Her hands were burning so brightly with the glow that it was hard to look at them. Mola stood there staring until his patient let out a sorrowful moan. Shaking his head to clear it, Mola began working the iron rod from the right leg of the messenger. As the last inch was pulled free the blue light swiftly spread out over the man's leg and again entered the wound. Looking up at the Maharajah, Mola felt a slight twinge of fear. If the Maharajah thought this was a bad sign he might be inclined to kill Kani because of this power. The Maharajah simply stared at the young girl who was still closing her eyes and muttering indistinguishable words. Mola could not stand the pressure and though he felt drained and nearly dead from the amount of energy he had used to help the man he walked over to Kani and placed his hand on her shoulder. A flare of blue light shot up her shoulder and spread onto Mola's hand. He pulled away sharply and the Maharajah looked worriedly at his advisor.

"It was nothing my liege. To be truthful I think she healed me as well. I feel no fatigue from my earlier efforts."

The Maharajah nodded and motioned Mola to wake her from her trance. Mola reached down and again touched her shoulder. Ignoring the blue light that raced into his body he called out, "Kani!"

Kani heard Mola faintly calling her name and she awoke from her trance with a jolt. The blue light faded quickly and the messenger looked at Kani with grateful eyes before falling unconscious. Mola stared at Kani with relief and wonder.

Kani suddenly felt weak and helpless looking into her lovers eyes she whispered, "Mola, what happened?"

"You saved him Kani. You helped me a great deal but why don't you rest?"

Kani nodded once before laying her head back and following her patient into unconsciousness.

The Maharajah ad his advisor exchanged looks before silently agreeing. Mola motioned for two strong men to pick up the messenger and he himself cradled Kani in his arms.

"My liege, I will be back to hear the report as soon as she is settled. I will not be long."

Turning towards the door her heard, "Take your time."

Smiling to himself, Mola looked down at his friend and lover's face. The smile disappeared to be replaced by worry and astonishment. Shaking his head to rid himself of the growing doubts, Mola began walking to Kani's bedroom

The first thing Kani remembered was that it was way past Lani's feeding time. She tried to sit up in the bed but the weight of her limp body would not allow such a drastic motion. Sighing to herself, Kani noticed a shadowed presence in her room. She froze in her movement and cautiously whispered, "Hello?"

The shadow moved into the light and she was relieved to see Mola standing before her.

"Mola what happened? How did I get to my room? Where is Lani?"

Standing before the barrage of questions Mola bit back a smile. He had come for more serious matters.

He softly covered her mouth with his hand and looked into her eyes, "I am going to tell you a story and you have to promise not to interrupt me. It will be relevant to what has happened to you."

Kani nodded her head and to show her willingness to obey, She lay back down and looked expectantly up at him.

Sighing inwardly Mola brought over her cushioned chair and relaxed his long frame in it.

"Where I come from it is necessary for any new child to be brought before a patron god and offered as a priest into that god's community. My parents were followers of the Thuggies and worshipped Kali. I was brought before Kali to become a priest. I was accepted by Kali and was given a gift to aid me in my priesthood. I was only a child at the time but even when I entered that temple I was unhappy. I felt the evil around me and I feared it. However I had no say in the matter so when I was 8 I was taken by two guards to the large temple of Kali in these surrounding jungles to be offered up. While on this journey my two guards met a man who was ill and babbling about ancient rituals and bloody hearts. The two guards quickly walked past him up I loitered to find out more on the matter. As I got closer to the man I could see that he had been shot with a rusty iron arrow and the infection had driven him mad. I didn't know what I was doing but before I could think I was reaching into the man's stomach and pulling out the arrow. He looked at me in horror while I did this and when I was finished he screamed and ran off. The guards nodded and took my actions as normal. I was terrified. I did not want Kali to get this power. When the sky grew dark I slipped off into the jungle to fend for myself. Fortunately Pankot was nearby and I came across it on my second night alone. I walked up to the gate and asked for entry into the palace and the Maharajah happened to be taking a stroll through the courtyards as I was talking to the gatekeepers. He stopped and told the gatekeepers to let me in. they obeyed immediately and I received my first inside glimpse of this place. I was 8 years old when I cam to Pankot Palace and I spent most of that time as a guard. When I was 24 the iron rod Bandits began to show up and I stood and watched men die from the pain and agony. Finally I could not take the screams and I found the first Iron rod victim I could find and I reached into his chest and pulled out the rod. The Maharajah immediately called me to him and he changed me into a healer. Then just four years ago I found out that the last advisor was a sympathizer to the Bandits and I disposed of him. You know the rest of the story. I have lived with this accursed power since I can remember and I thought I was the only one who had to bear such a burden but now I find you have a similar burden placed on you. Did you even know you had this power to heal so completely?"

Kani stared at Mola in shock before answering, "What power?"

Mola laughed at his eagerness and explained, " When you held that messenger down to the floor and closed your eyes a peculiar blue light spread over him and his pain went away. I wa able to operate without thrashing and you healed the wounds in his legs the minute I had the rods out. He will be able to keep his job because of you. Did you know you were capable of this?"

Kani shook her head, "No, I had no idea. I-I really did that?"

Mola nodded his head and then jumped in alarm as Kani started crying, "Mola what am I going to do? I have to hide this from my father but I don't know how."

"Why do you want to hide this from your father. Maybe he knows why this has happened."

Kani shook her head, "No Mola, even if he does know he will only use this "gift" to further his importance in the palace."

Mola wrapped his arms around the sobbing girl and decided to keep the rest of his news till later. He didn't want an angry sobbing woman on his hands.