Chapter 19 The Crowning Ceremony

• The blood hadn't washed from my hands. I covered Mr. Grokon's body with my coat, my fingers still trembling as I tucked the fabric around his mutilated face. Even in death, his expression held terror.
• "May the Goddess keep you," I whispered.
• I mounted my horse, the urgency of my mission flooding back. The palace loomed in the distance as the last rays of sunlight disappeared behind the mountains. Almost there, and almost dark.