Did he remember? She even forgot the fabricated story she told.
"Well, remember I also said that I got lost in the mountains and stumbled upon a hermit? This house belonged to him."
She no longer saw the need to fabricate stories. Her master had chosen to leave the mountain, so what was the use of hiding it anymore?
Alaric studied her, his dark eyes unreadable. His voice, when it came, was softer than she expected. "Thank you for saving my life, Kane. Tell me what you need in return."
Lara waved a dismissive hand. "You don't need to repay me. I would do the same for anyone in need. Even for an animal—how much more for a person?"
His gaze sharpened, tracing the lines of her face with silent curiosity.
Lara felt uncomfortable under his scrutinizing gaze.
"You are so young. Where did you learn medicine?" He asked curiously.
"I have a master." Lara replied softly.
"The one who owned this house?"