Hushed Willows Follow the Pale Moonlight

Her jaws clenched shut and the polite yet worried smile vanished from her face. No - this couldn't be true. Someone, anyone would've come tell her or ask her for help if this were true. Though she'd only been aquianted with Reiko and not anyone else in the Empire, 'cept those that wandered her borders now and again, surely her existence was known among them.

She stared off into the distance for a little while, unsure of how to process. How did they get killed? And why? Had it been the Saints, back on their killing spree? She sat down with a pained expression, sinking to the ground in defeat and disbelief. Reiko... is gone? She asked. She could still hear her wonder in her face - see her sunlit coat like a winter's morn', surrounded by the beauty of the Vale. Who could kill kindness incarnate?