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Her time at LeSath’s had come to an end.
These last days had been spent in insolation, forced on her by her men, most especially Antares. The details of the whats and hows of Graffias’ attack were still unknown, though they all held the same opinion. Whether some other group was out to kill her that both Amrae and Graffias were a part of or LeSath herself had allowed the indiscretion, didn’t matter. Either way, she was in danger, though the latter theory terrified her much more than the former. The thought that LeSath had staged her r**e, and possible death, made her nightmares even more frightful. Whenever she thought there could be no more depth to how her psyche could torture her, something happened to prove her wrong.
But Hamal was alive. He hadn’t abandoned her.
She hadn’t real
