I'm skipping ahead here a bit. After a tense conversation about defiance of the gods, Liasneh plunges her sergeant's sword into the box. She offers the ominous display as a birthday gift to her dear sister, and leaves the way she came, through a ring of blue smoke.
Colette pulled against the knights that held her back but couldn't free herself. The top of the box split, then the walls unfolded and fell to the floor with a series of bangs that silenced the room. Thousands of butterflies fluttered up into the air, revealing Liasneh’s gift as they cleared the space.
[A guest of the king's] young daughter, Princess Vanessa let out a blood curdling scream.
A little girl in a white dress, five years old, perhaps six, lay upon a cloud of wild flowers. It would have been a lovely wake for a soul so young, if not for the massive blade pinning her to the floor.
This is the last six I'm posting from the prologue, so I'll explain. Twelve Oracles are needed to destroy Liasneh. The little girl would have been the twelfth.
Six Sentence Sunday. Some of my favorites are Sarah Ballance, Krystal Wade, Monica Enderle Pierce, Siobhan Muir, Sarah W., Pippa Jay, Kelly Seguin, and Steven Montano.
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