Well, I think that ought to be the last of those grisly creatures! Not too bad, eh, Sparrow? I see you still have your old fire…
…Sparrow?
Oh, for the love of – are you even capable of taking part in a battle without getting hit? I swear, your temper…
Are you even listening to me? No, I don't care if you're bleeding out, that's never held you back before. I expect at least basic manners from the queen of Albion. Speaking of which, I expect your oh-so-dedicated court will be wondering where you are right about now, so you'd better pick yourself up, hadn't you? None of this laziness. Monarchy is having an adverse effect on you, my dear.
Well, say something!
…Why aren't you healing? You've usually scarred by now.
Sparrow?
You – don't you even think about it! I absolutely forbid it. I mean, the great Sparrow, queen of Albion, champion of the Crucible, Hero of Bowerstone and victor of the Spire, felled by a few measly balverines? It's quite frankly pathetic. Surely you don't want that to be the end of your legend?
And, of course, you didn't bring any potions, did you?
Well, fine! Have it your way. I'll simply have to tell everyone it was your dying wish that I take your place as ruler of Albion until dear little Logan comes of age. Or forever! What's to stop me, eh? And it will be all your fault. Whatever will everyone think?
Wake up! Don't you dare – if you think about dying, I will drag your wretched hide to Wraithmarsh and sell your worthless soul to the Shadow Court, don't think that I won't! Do you think I'm going to just let you die here in the middle of nowhere? No, and if you don't buck your ideas up, you're going to have no choice but to be stuck with me for the rest of eternity, which you somehow seem to regard as an undesirable… I… I…
Sparrow, please.
There! You got me to say it. I said it. Now chop, chop, and get up. Get up! Open your eyes, at least! Twitch a finger! For the love of Avo, woman, you survived Wraithmarsh and the Spire and who knows what else – GET UP!
Get up – get up – get up – get up – get up.
Don't die. You can't die.
You thought I was joking about the Shadow Court, didn't you? Didn't you? But I'm not, I'll do it, you can't stop me unless you make it so I don't have to. I haven't had nearly enough fun with you yet. You weren't supposed to die yet.
…You weren't supposed to die yet.