I’ll Forget You
It was almost time . . . Almost the end.
With a shaky breath I lifted my weary eyes from where they had been lowered to my lap, and looked around me for the first time in hours. The sight that met me was most unwelcome, but I gazed upon it all the same.
I was in a cold, dungy prison cell, housed deep beneath the bowls of the People’s Palace. It was still and quiet here within in the jail- though since the Seeker had freed all the prisoners, this came as no surprise to me. There were only two residents left in the dungeon now, and I counted as one of them.
Only several days prior the Seeker had stormed the People’s Palace- aided by forces that no one had known he had- and the servants of Lord Rahl had defended the keep until they were overtaken. We had all fought valiantly- each member of the castle doing his or her part- and yet in the end it had amounted to very little.
I had lived within the c
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