The damage is too great. There must be a cost if it is to be repaired. All those lights seemed to hesitate at that otherworldly voice. Yrene brushed herself along them, waded through them like a field of white flowers, the lights bobbing and swaying in this quiet place of pain. Not lights … but healers. She knew their lights, their essences. Eretia—that was Eretia closest to her. The voice that was both Hafiza and Other said again, There must be a cost. For what the princess had done to him … There was no returning from it. I will pay it. Yrene said into the pain and dark and light. A daughter
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