She had slept sparingly; the notion of bringing down the Chaos Convocation bit by bit, of doing some good again had swirled through her mind like a cleansing storm. It seemed odd that only mere days ago, she was ready to run a sword through the dragon's throat. Now the very idea of that seemed to pain her. Sabeline had been forced to do a lot of reflection, following her noble sacrifice. Nivres had saved her life and had not kept her prisoner. Even now, she had the freedom to wander as she pleased, though next time she ventured into the woodlands, she hoped she'd be able to bring back something more than squirrel for them.
Still, strange circumstances had brought them together. She had even given the beast her name. He seemed content to let her join him in his crusade. Were all mo
