Date: 2020-10-22 06:58 pm (UTC)
we_bring_hell: (Face: Beguiling Corpse)
She's in Harrow's bed; Gideon's is still full of swords. Harrow sits down beside her on the edge and takes her hand.

"Rest, Griddle," she says. "You'll be all right, but just let yourself rest for once. I'll send up food."

Never again, she thinks. But she knows if she really has to, never again will become one more time. And she feels loathsome.

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