Something, because she knew he would have come for her otherwise. But, whatever had happened, she sensed that he was somewhere in this world, that he still lived. As did her father, and it comforted her that there were people out there who would mourn her going. They would know that today was her birthday, the day of the prophecy. Were they thinking of her?She’d made no attempt to hide after Kael had gone that day, and the fire-demons had found her almost immediately. But Sorien believed her story. She had received a savage beating and been returned to her cell, but she knew she would have fared much worse if they had suspected the truth.The last month had been an agony of hope, but now she had reached some level of peace and at least she could die knowing that the fire-demons would gain nothing from her death.It would be over soon. Once she would have welcomed this, now her soul cried out against it. She wanted to live; she wanted to spend eternity with Kael, to bear his children. She loved him and she longed for the chance to tell him so, somehow to lessen the pain he would feel at her death.
