THIRTY-THREE
It felt really strange to Kyra that what Lorraine had said to her would choose that moment to float into her mind; and not just because it still made no sense to her as when the princess had initially said it. Accept. The word came to her again, persisting as if she was missing a vital piece of information. But accept what exactly? Kyra wondered to herself; definitely, it couldn’t be Ariel's misguided notion that burning down the entire realm was going to somehow help them rebuild it. The seer might think that was the way but she was going to realise much too late that the bloodthirsty magical artifact that was the Conqueror’s flames was just using her pain and rage to further itself. It occurred to her then that perhaps that was what had happened to the first Conqueror, the flames myst
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