68: Lost
All the members of the fae court and every member of the Queen’s Flower Guard who has ever known the champions of the fae realm in any capacity are gathered in a large courtyard behind the Queen’s palace. Bordered in immense verdant hedges, this courtyard boasts crystals placed in orderly rows, each inscribed with a name and in the center of some sort of blooming plant. The Royal Cemetery. Saoirse, Rhys, Bergljot, and the other surviving members of their Flower Guard unit are at the front of the crowd; all the fae have their arms around each other, and there is nary a dry eye to be found among them. In front of them, the Queen hovers, resplendent, between two holes in the ground, into which Kyrie’s and Alastair’s bodies are being lowered by attending servants. “Our Flower Guard train for
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