The Sentinels uneasy lies the head that wears a crown

emaleth had taken to visiting her father's grave nearly every day, willing him to speak to her as he had done for deirdre. her heart was encased in metal, impenetrable by anyone but those of her blood. but it would open for him; this she promised. laying near the fairy ring, her snout just passing through its border to rest upon the mound, emaleth felt the rawness of her heart. with her eyes closed in grief, the dark witch imagined the blood of her heart seeping into the earth below, to rest with his bones or possibly to give him life— perhaps this silent meditation would finally be the key to unlocking his heaven-bound voice.