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Numair Salmalín
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Numair looked down at the unicorn fever stricken girl. His pupil was ill. Though he was concerned for her health, this still presented the perfect opportunity to complete his focus.
Sometimes he and Daine would get separated on their journeys. It was often very difficult to find each other, unless Daine was in range of Spots and could guide him to her. When they were on foot, it was impossible to communicate.
Numair looked up from his book as the healer stood.
"Master Numair, would you stay while I run to the infirmary and get some things that may help Miss Sarrasri?" she asked. Numair sent her on her way, seemingly going back to his book.
But as soon as she was out of sight, Numair catapulted to his feet and went to Daine's side. She was sleeping, with Kitten at her side, resting her scaled head on her mistress' stomach.
Numair leaned over and carefully snipped a lock of her hair. As he slid the scissors and hair into his pocket, he felt a sudden urge to kiss Daine. Carefully he let his lips brush her cheek. Daine stirred slightly, mumbling indiscernible words.
Kit cracked one of her eyes open, peering at Numair. He grinned sheepishly and returned to his chair, trying to cover his embarrassment. Where had those feelings of attraction come from?
The healer bustled back into the room, and Numair made his excuses, still puzzled.