His brow furrowed, and he tapped his chin thoughtfully. “My name? I’ve used so many over the years that I cannot remember what I was called through mortality.” Then he grinned. “I shall just start with a new name. You may call me Old Master.”
“Old Master,” Dakshana echoed. It wasn’t a name so much as a title, but she’d been taught to respect her elders, and if that was what he wanted to be called, she would abide by it.
“What’s your name, then?”
“Dakshana.”
He mouthed her name silently to himself a few times. “That name’s too long.”
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