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The princess has paced along the shattered wall day by day, sick with worry. Where is Quilyan? The question haunts her without end, and even as the seasons ease into the warm embrace of summer, the girl feels the chill of dread constantly. The murders are not far from her mind, and though she cannot bring herself to fear the worst…what if…? No. It can’t be true.
In the time that her brother has been absent, her anger has softened against him. Perhaps he is not the infallible idol to her that he once was, but since her encounter with Resplendence in the Deep Forest, Nasreen has realized that he is still family--and she cannot bear to lose him again. Not here, not like this. The memory of their quarrel swirls in her mind, and she feels her stomach twist. She does not want her last memory of Quil to be his pained face or his stiff greeting on the occasion of their single encounter since. All she wants is her brother back, safe.
The trees ahead of her part, and the wall seems to drop off into nothingness. Pausing at the cliffs, Nasreen stares out to the sea. Is it time that she leaves the Edge and looks for him once more? She has not heard word of another death for weeks, but their patron goddess had assured her that the murders would continue, and the fear had eventually grown too great for the girl to sally forth from the safe cocoon of her temporary home on a regular basis. At least here, she believed, they were under the protection of the goddess’ watchful eye.
But still…despite the murders, Nasreen cannot forget the accusations that she had hurled at her brothers hooves nearly a year ago. He hadn’t come looking for her, she’d screamed. And while the thought still leaves a vaguely bitter taste in her mouth, she knows that she cannot do the same to him. She has ruminated upon this idea for days, turning it over in her mind as she paces, and in this quiet moment, she reaches her decision. Hurling herself over the side of the cliff, the painted mare spreads her wings and circles back toward land. She will find him, even if it means leaving the safety of the Edge.
@[Quilyan]
I know this wasn’t planned, but I’d love for her to know he’s back!
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