Alturiak 20, 1361 DR
Published on September 11, 2020 by Naldela Isur'Ra Teleyal

The longer I lay around, the more my resentment rose against those who did this to me. If only Miara were here. She would make short work of those, just like she did at the academy. »Why did this Aasimar actually let them alive?« I asked quietly in the direction of Nimri while, still slightly weakened, I crawled out of bed and slipped into the dress Sinah had prepared for me. […]

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