‘What did she see?’
‘It is what I saw that is the issue here.’
I‘Just get to the point, Kirika.’
She felt physically ill. Her stomach churned and she felt light-headed. The colour of her skin was even paler than usual and she felt cold all of a sudden. No matter how she dressed the truth, her sister would not take kindly to her words, of that she was certain. She exhaled deeply one last time, before hitting Darlia with the blunt end of the stick.
‘You heinously butchered three Freylarkin and then dumped their mangled bodies in a shallow grave.’
‘They deserved it.’
‘Darlia!’
‘I carried out justice.’
‘You released them! That is not justice, it is murder!’ she said, the words sticking in her throat.
‘You cannot understand, Kirika.’ said Darlia.
‘Why can I not understand?’ she
