Blackfeather Woods my legs refused to walk away

It was a twisted love she spoke of, one she couldn't quite understand. How could you love your captor? She thought of harboring affection for Skullchaser, and shuddered; it just wasn't possible. Maegi's supply of love was short--she wasn't going to waste it on those who would harm her in any way. To each their own, though.

It was awfully presumptuous this non-Melonii would pretend to know what Meldresi would have wanted, but she held her tongue on that matter, too.

I treated his wounds the best I could, and then he left with my brothers, Maegi argued, disliking the thought of her father's body in an unknown location. Still, lifeless. No one to remember him there. He could be alive, somewhere. But he wasn't with my brothers when I saw them last. She swallowed, looking away. Affecting much interest in a nearby tree. I hope they come back.