Qeya River sand hollow

star eater inhaled, slow and steady, the weight of his words settling into the marrow of her bones. she knew this. she had known it from the moment she first fled, from the moment she had stopped running, when saatsine wrapped its arms around her and called her home.
i know, she murmured, a breath against the cold.
stark would die. the past would rot away, swallowed whole by time and blood. every piece of evenspire that still clung to her would burn, until nothing remained but the woman who stood beside him now.
her gaze found his, steady, unwavering. it will be enough. she stated, though she already knew the answer.
she prayed that it was.
lanzadoii will triumph. this much i know, husband.

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