They took Sahria's body away. Prince Nexor walked around in a daze, muttering to himself.
Prince Cogaje sat with me outside, saying nothing, but stealing glances at me very so often.
"I'm sorry," was all he said as he pulled me into his chest. "We'll bring her back."
"We should hurry," I said, "I want Dinjn to help."
Cogaje nodded. "I have Princess Geornisa's blood and Shard, and the blood of my brothers Krakor and Buelo, but not their Shards. No one else though."
"Will you be able to get them?"
"You don't worry about that, Mistlyn. I will make sure of it. And don't cry too much," he said, looking away from my eyes as they teared up again, "Dinjn will bring Sahria back."
"I hope so," I mumbling.
"He will." Cogaje's firm voice almost made me believe him. "I'll meet you back in Sahria's room tonight. Be ready."
"I will."
I went back to my best friend's room, my dead friend's room, and cried.
I had killed Sahria.
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Mistlyn
FantasyThe only way thirteen-year-old Mistlyn can bring her dead village back to life is by going with a conniving Jinn to the world of the dead, the Realm of Mote. The only survivors of their burned village, Mistlyn and her best friend, Sahria, are captu...
