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(Cam) Finding out she was a nymph made sense in some ways, but in many, it didn’t. What I heard about nymphs was that they were either extinct or well hidden to the point that others believed they were. I reigned in my shock; I would make sense of it, eventually. Everything had an explanation. The woman wasn’t much help. I don’t think she knew much, either. She wasn’t lying about the deal she and Soleil had, but I didn’t sense she knew much. She was more than an innkeeper. She dealt in trades and secrets and protection. She probably heralded hundreds through this place and kept knowledge for her protection, not others. She seemed simple, grown up to do this job, and it was all she knew. But the protection she kept for others would not be tampered with, and it would be folly to try. My