Part 26

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The ice in a nord's blood runs deep, but...not deep enough to keep the bile back when Onmund remembered how he had pressed and pressed, reasoning how she should be happy now that the threat was gone

He knew he wouldn't be able to sleep. He knew he would see the moment she broke in his nightmares. He would see the blood drip from her knife and know that she had been forced to kill the person she loved most. And he would see her pale face, devoid of any emotion

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