I wanted to hate this girl, who had sentenced me to die upon the sacrificial stone at the whim of her false god, but I found I could not. Some of it was the exhaustion of the day, but the rest was a begrudging respect. She had been willing to give her life for her people. If the serpent appeared again, she would tie herself to the sacrificial stone to appease him and save the city.
The serpent would never reappear. I had seen to that.
Chapter XXXIX: Across the Sea of Dust
Just a short chapter this week, as we’re concluding the Svilsara arc and getting started on the next one. You can read it on Patreon.
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