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Prompt No. 052: Justice
Characters: Galbatorix, newborn!Shruikan
Word Count: 93
The blood drips and it's poetic justice, this killing. (Not murder, though. Never murder.) The newborn Rider is dead in the street, blood oozing into the stones.
The hatchling, too young to understand, squalls in discomfort, seeking its bonded one.
A savage smile graces his features, and he reaches out to the newborn's mind, and seizes the broken bond. He has one just like it. Magic crackles, a burning heat, and then the two bonds, melted but connected, are one.
The dragonling's squalls fade, and it wuffs, accepting.
He smiles.
Justice, at last.