“Don’t kill me…” “Give me one reason. Just one. Make haste.” “It was I…” whispered Cahir. “It was I who got her out of Cintra. From the fire… I rescued her. I saved her life…” When he opened his eyes, the fiend was no longer there. Cahir was alone in the courtyard with the bodies of the elves. The water in the fountain soughed, spilling over the edge of the basin, washing away the blood on the ground. Cahir fainted.
