CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
Hugging Haneul drove the stake deeper into her heart, she could not believe she was letting them leave to what could very likely well be their deaths. But she had no power over the happening of things, she could not stop this anymore than she could protect them from the mines or the sewing pits or the non-Mages. She stepped back, struggling to keep her pain hidden from her face, she knew it was quite evident still. She had made a proper leather strap for Ceraun, bringing it out from the depths of her pockets to help Ceraun properly gather up his hair that was always falling loose from the hold of the string he used. Ceraun was easily taller than her so she had to stretch up to properly gather up his hair but he just crouched slightly and let her do as she wished, bending his head to m
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