Crystal
The healing den felt suffocating. Even with its luxurious appointments, I couldn't stand another minute confined to this bed. My whole body still ached from the poison, but the sweet taste of victory made the pain worthwhile.
"Serene," I called out to the maid who hovered nearby. "Call Elder Miriam immediately. Tell her it's urgent."
While waiting, I rehearsed my performance. The tears, the trembling voice, the righteous anger of a wronged Luna. When Elder Miriam swept into the room, her face lined with concern, I was ready.
"My dear child," she rushed to my bedside. "How are you feeling?"
I let my lower lip quiver. "Terrified, Elder. That witch... she's still alive. How can I feel safe knowing she might try again? Please tell me that witch is suffering for what she did to me."
The elder……
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