The Thrall at either side of me grabbed my arms tighter, keeping me from attacking my sworn enemy. "You lying bitch!" I screamed. Behind Sheln, the High Lord was slumped dead in his throne, still wearing his crystal crown.
"Well, hello to you too, Danth," said Sheln. She was wearing a fresh set of royal blue robes. Her grin was constant.
"Where's Daun? Tell me!"
Daun emerged from an antechamber, looking none the worse for wear. Her eyes were wider and bluer than I remembered, intensified by her azure cloak. "Danth?!"
A miasma of darkness seemed to lift from the pit of my stomach, ejecting from my mouth with a groan. With the last of my strength, I shook off my attendants and limped to Daun, wrapping my arms around her tightly. I could feel her heart dance against mine. She held my filthy face in her smooth hands and we kissed through our tears.
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