Flowers for the fallen
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They were in the royal wing when the centaurs attacked. Kalasin remembers every moment of it; the screams of rage, the screams of terror, the clash of blades. She remembers the cries of the dying and the blood that stained her hands.
But most of all she remembers him; the young knight who fought to save them until his last breath. She remembers his reckless courage and his brave smile.
She remembers holding his hand as he died.
So when the war is finally over she and Roald place flowers on his grave and pray that he has found some measure of peace after death. They stand there quietly for a moment.
"He didn't deserve to die," Kalasin says after a while. She reaches unconsciously for her brother's hand.
"No one does, really," replies Roald.
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