But if I could only… Kristian's hands closed on his shoulders. After the wildness of the Crystal Ring, all he wanted was to rest in the prosaic arms of Earth. She traced her hand along his face and neck. Karl cast no glamour on the man to soothe his fear; he saw the face haggard with shock and terror and he felt no pity.
To think of her as real again brought the most extraordinary pain. I was brought up not to show my feelings. His head was being cut from his body and he was aware of it happening. This sudden closeness between them was so unexpected, yet so natural, as if it had been there all the time and neither had been able to reach out for it.
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