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The assurance, the vehemence. . .

She didn't trust it, but she was stuck Jaw clenched, she reared back, nodded.

Remember, Tavina, she warned softly. It's on you.

With that statement, she turned and went into the shadows of her chambers, dismissing the healer with a flick of her tail.

Had she doomed her loved ones?

She sank down, grinding her teeth. Only time would tell.