Aria's POVThessaly came to me that morning.Not to my chambers. To the garden which meant she had known I was here, which meant she could feel the pulse of the mark the way she had always been able to feel it.She sat on the bench beside me without asking.I looked at her.At the covered eyes and the white hair and the walking stick and three hundred years of complicated truth."It is done," she said."Yes," I said."He is complete," she said."Yes," I said.She was quiet for a moment."Thessaly," I said."Yes," she said."What happens to you now," I said."That depends on what the king decides," she said."What do you think he should decide," I said.She considered this with the specific care of someone who has spent three hundred years deciding things and has recently lost confidence in their own judgment."I think," she said, "
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