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The blade's Crest

Without uttering another word, Lucius, Darius and Sir Sule went back into the room where the medics had placed her on a drip.

Lucius’s eyes strayed to the drip and he watched as the little drops of liquid fell one after the other into Emelda’s body. Emelda’s eyes were shut and Lucius watched her closely to catch a breath from her, one even but he struggled to catch it. And then, Lucius bent to kiss her on the forehead and that was when he felt the hot hair from her nostrils touching his face. The air was cool and slow but it was there. And Lucius was glad because that meant that she was still alive with him in this world.

“So what’s the prediction? Why isn't she waking up?” Darius asked the medics. Like Lucius, Darius was also deeply concerned about Emelda and if anyone had taken one look at him the whole time, they would have noticed the crease at the top of his forehead. The lines on his face had grown deeper and longer and h

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