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Ciri, too, found herself thinking of Nyx. She missed her mother fiercely and still felt the ache of her absence, for she believed the lioness' death to have been her fault. It did her no good to dwell on what had become of Nyx and of Elke, but she felt it appropriate to allow her thoughts to turn to them from time to time.

Fond memories of simpler times.

The gargoyle accepted the closeness of her, and Ciri was content to press her cheek to the side of his strong neck and tuck her muzzle snug to the hollow of his throat. She closed her eyes and gave herself permission to relax, forget - just long enough to enjoy the connection she shared with her father.