"Since the student refused to listen to reason, it seems fitting that the master should teach him a lesson."
Everyone's attention shifted as James strode forward, his presence commanding respect, with his two students, the elf siblings Elamenor and Erren, walking confidently behind him.
Inara's eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the twins. They appeared healthy and strong, a stark contrast to the last time she saw them. A single tear traced down her cheek as memories flooded back—memories of the time they spent together before those dark days when they were cruelly taken by slave traders. The sight of them now, free and well, overwhelmed her with a bittersweet sense of relief and sorrow.
Inara wiped away the tear quickly, her emotions still raw from the sight of Elamenor and Erren. She turned to Adams, her voice soft but filled with gratitude. "Thank you," she whispered, her eyes meeting his. "I know only you could have done something like this."
