Poisonous Ecstasy

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“Your presence wouldn't have mattered, your highness.” Zakariel’s words were meant to comfort, but that was not what I sought at the moment. I needed to feel it. All of it. The sting of death that had sent all of my people’s blood draining right through the treacherous land of Xatis. I needed to feel the bite of my defeat that had been brought about by my own doing. “How many?” I growled, but my second in command only held my gaze, his lips pursed. Even when my claws rested on his throat, Zakariel was still bent on saving me from the pain of it all, which only angered me even more. We’d stopped in the middle of nowhere and even with the threat of being persued by the armies of Xatis still looming, I’d stopped, wishing to know what Zakariel refused to spill. He’d fought me for that knowled

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