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- “Trí fá thrí. Scaoilimse uaidh do mhionn thú le mo chuid focla.”
- Three by three. By my word, I release you from your oath.
- The tattered remains of the geis that wound around our hearts, broken by Lisa when she killed Coil, loosened and vanished, and Lisa herself let out a sigh of relief, rubbing her chest with her off hand.
- “That it, then?” she asked.
- “That’s it,” I replied. “I…don’t know if you’ve accrued any kind of karmic debt by breaking it, though, so…”
- It was likely even Aife didn’t know, although I’d check later. In the myths, no one ever attempted to release someone from a broken geis — to be fair, because no one had ever had reason to, since, you know, breaking the thing in the first place didn’t generally endear you to the one who had actually bound you. It was entirely possible that it was all over with, and it was equally possible that there was some kind of karmic retribution waiting for her, even now.
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