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Mistral
The dampness of her body... the relentless jabs shoving into all sides of her head... the torrents of panic drowning her... never had she felt so utterly helpless except when Fabian had held her honour at stake.
That had been a matter of the Freelight reputation.
Now, it was a matter of family feuds.
With no real solution at present, not even a pill could help relieve her ailment. There was no escape. Ravenwood would not let her be. As her heartbeat started on a war dance, she knew she had lost the fight. For now, at least.
Moaning, she opened her eyes, finding her eyes locked with those of the charismatic elf watching her. A shiver ran through her limbs and she whispered feebly, as if the words were only for his ears alone:
"Save me..."
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