Ragar was on his feet, threading his way to the Holy One with wobbly knees. He still managed to get close and reach for her wrist to feel her pulse for himself, not wanting to believe what Kierran had said. But he was let down when upon getting close, the man;s words had been proven.
The Holy One was no longer with them.
This time, there’s no escaping the truth, no more playing with her death.
This is real, as real as when he holds her pulse and feels nothing from it.
His eyes immediately darted at Sierra who looked stricken just like them, unable to comprehend how sudden the turn of events were. The woman has just been relieved that it was not her who caused the Princess’ death, that at least one of her mistakes had been redeemed.
But now, everything just came in the drain.
“She
