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A/N: Wow, it's been a while since I updated, but I have a bunch of these ready to go now, so there is an up side to that…alright, well, after the ones I've written recently, I'm starting to feel like this is loosing the novelty with every one I write…I'm actually considering ending the series because of that. Now, that doesn't mean that I'm going to drop it immediately, you guys can have your say, if you want to. I've got about three or four more of these done, so I'll wait until then to decide for sure. Anyways, rant over. Enjoy the newest update.
He was gone. She couldn't believe it. He was just…gone. She stood on the battlefield, where she had seen him go down. There was so much blood, so many bodies. She had seen many battles before, but this was the worst of all, and not just because of her loss.
Tortall had won the day, but lost so much. They'd lost so many people, soldier and civilian, noble and commoner. Knights, pages squires, nearly everyone in the palace who could fight had been killed.
What hurt her the most was his loss. She'd known that it was coming, but not that it would be so soon. Knights constantly put themselves in danger, and he'd done it one time too many. Now she was alone, but she had to stand tall through this, and not let it destroy her.
Even when things got tough, Buriram of Goldenlake and Malorie's Peak wasn't going to lie down and die.
Not even when she'd lost Raoul. She would stand tall until her own end.
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