She stared at the letter. It was from one of the elves who had gone to find her grandparents and safely escort them to Ellesméra. A tear slipped down her cheek. They hadn't been able to find them. They were presumed dead.
The rings from Islanzadi had been found on the table, and had been sent back in the letter. She'd never see them again. She undid the clasp on her necklace, and slid the other two on the chain. They clinked against her parents' rings. Her mind was set.
They were the last people she was going to lose.
Posted 1/6/09