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She still lived.
She felt exultant. She had known delight many times before. The day she had regained her youth. When she killed the demon lords Kothophed and Griselbrand, hearing their death screams. Each of those moments had felt like cheating; the best kind of cheating, where you get away with it and still win at the end.
( But this moment was even sweeter )
A noise from her bed drew her attention away from the window. There was Ignis, not a bat, but something Chandra had called a 'foxicorn.' Which was accurate enough she supposed. He was standing on her bed, making cranky noises at her. Liliana wasn't sure if he was upset about how long she'd been standing, or if he had sensed the direction of her thoughts and didn't approve.
Well, one of those was easily remedied, and putting in terms of 'calming Ignis' tendency to fuss' was much more palatable than acknowledging that she was still too weak to stand unaided for long. She crossed her chamber and climbed back into bed; Ignis immediately scampered to her and laid down, cuddling by her side with his head resting on her chest. She began scritching behind his floppy ears. "Perhaps it's time I did some rethinking on Jace's offer, hmm?" she asked. "Perhaps my eyes have been opened to the power of friendship after all."
[NFB. Mostly establishy but open for calls or texts, much of the text taken from "The Promised End" by Ken Troop]
She felt exultant. She had known delight many times before. The day she had regained her youth. When she killed the demon lords Kothophed and Griselbrand, hearing their death screams. Each of those moments had felt like cheating; the best kind of cheating, where you get away with it and still win at the end.
( But this moment was even sweeter )
A noise from her bed drew her attention away from the window. There was Ignis, not a bat, but something Chandra had called a 'foxicorn.' Which was accurate enough she supposed. He was standing on her bed, making cranky noises at her. Liliana wasn't sure if he was upset about how long she'd been standing, or if he had sensed the direction of her thoughts and didn't approve.
Well, one of those was easily remedied, and putting in terms of 'calming Ignis' tendency to fuss' was much more palatable than acknowledging that she was still too weak to stand unaided for long. She crossed her chamber and climbed back into bed; Ignis immediately scampered to her and laid down, cuddling by her side with his head resting on her chest. She began scritching behind his floppy ears. "Perhaps it's time I did some rethinking on Jace's offer, hmm?" she asked. "Perhaps my eyes have been opened to the power of friendship after all."
[NFB. Mostly establishy but open for calls or texts, much of the text taken from "The Promised End" by Ken Troop]
