“Your Majesty, are you sure you want to do this?” asked Lord Knight Elendir of house Ten-Ar protectively, his red-fielded heraldry barely visible among the steam and smoke of only recently extinguished fires. “What else can I do?” replied Queen Anyu. Against her will tears filled her eyes from more than just the toxic bilast in the air.
First Lines Contest 2017: The Great Succession Crisis
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