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she 'asn't been de same since Maman passed away. of this val knew to be true. his head hung a moment, buffered gently as chacal pressed her forehead to him.

the only comfort val held to his chest was that she no longer suffered.

chacal's voice often carried with it a soft melody that seemed broken today. she was right -- it was mireille they should first tell. but how to break this loss to a woman who had just had the hardest day of her life? to val this seemed incredibly cruel.

he deferred with an easy nod. i will go and tell her. i hope you find eti.

val did not linger. torment clouded his eyes as he gave one last look to rosalyn -- a kiss to chacal's forehead in hope, and val was off to @Mireille with heaviness tamping every step he took.