Chapter 723

• It felt like déjà vu all over again. The whole day felt like a dream, a bad one. The emotional turmoil of leading fifty ceremonies was overwhelming, to say the least. The dead rogues had been disposed of and it didn’t smell like death lurking everywhere anymore.
• The ceremonies had kept me busy until 2 a.m., and I still hadn’t seen Adelie, breaking my own promise to myself, and I sighed as I walked back into the castle. I felt depressed, the sadness looming over me like a blanket of fog that wouldn’t lift.
• I’d never forget the faces of the ones left behind; their sadness at having lost someone they loved. I wished that I could kill Duncan all over again, make him see the horror he’d caused, the sadness he was responsible for.