Ravensblood Forest 'Cause I watched them fall away

The last from me. 

The stranger was persistent and would continue to be so. It was information he desired. Eyes so blind and a heart so cold and cruel. No words were needed to tell this. The truth could be seen by those with the will to open their eyes.

Regardless of what intent the shadowed man assumed, nothing could be done.

Avery made his wishes known. The Queen would come, if she so chose. The wandered would remain here, or wander further outward; either to wait or depart with a conclusion of dissatisfaction. 

A further statement would be made by Azarov. Teeth flashed, lip curled, back arched. This was a final warning; the last that would be given before both men of Sacrarium would disappear from view and back into the folds of their claim.