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she could have loved glaukos, heda decided as his tall frame turned away and padded strongly back the way he had come. druid would have let them all starve for pride if no one else had come to help them. she would have let it happen when she could have left with fiona and i would have gotten my second chance.
the flare of resentment in heda was so sickening, such a dazing thing, that horror and shame followed in its wake. she loved druid and couldn't understand her own uncharitable thoughts, delusional even! they'd done fine without him. they hadn't needed him. druid had been right. 
it wasn't her fault that heda felt like an unwed strumpet with a dead husband, found herself angered by the failed potential with the man who walked away from them now.
but there was some sense of a struggle in the giltglow eyes when she turned them back toward her sister. to avoid saying anything for the moment, the den mother turned an encouraging smile toward kikimora. "let's go back," heda suggested, unable to formulate any explanation for glaukos at the moment.