Fenrys sat by the wall, concern bright in his eyes as he blinked. Are you all right? She blinked twice. No. No, she was not anywhere near to all right. Maeve had been waiting for this, waiting for this pressure to begin, worse than anything Cairn might do. And with the collar Maeve now went to personally retrieve … She couldn’t let herself contemplate it. A more horrific form of slavery, one she might never escape, never be able to fight. Not a breaking of the Fire-Bringer, but an erasure. To take all she was, power and knowledge, and rip it from her. To have her trapped inside while she
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