Chapter 32 Violya-2
Laurya had overseen the ceremonial burning of the Peqkian warriors slain by Artaz. They had built the pyre outside V’s room. She was too weak to stand to look from the window but the smoke of their bodies filled her room and as she breathed it in, she said her goodbyes to her women. Honoured them in death as they had honoured her in life. V’s legs wobbled and her balance took a while to centre. A pain throbbed in her chest from Artaz’s blast that she knew would never go away. A constant reminder of that boy’s power, that if she’d left it unchecked, he could’ve destroyed the world. He had nearly killed her. Her magic was silent, had not stirred since the fight. The familiar weight of her weapons bolstered V’s strength. “Lead the way,” she said to Ibin. Ibin headed their small process
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