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Stacia Stark
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May 13 - May 14, 2024
Prisca had barely spoken a word to me since she’d realized who—and what—I was. But I knew her. Her fury was a wild, unrelenting thing, even if she was masking it in front of the others on this ship. If she thought she could get away with it, she would kill me in a heartbeat. That thought shouldn’t make me hard.
The Drakoryx had decided to continue following us. Prisca seemed entirely bemused by the creature, who seemed just as interested in watching everything she did. My instincts told me it was safe, but I was closely monitoring it all the same. I’d also warned it not to draw attention to us, and it had responded by curling its lip and flashing sharp white teeth at me. I’d done the same, and we’d understood each other.