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An enean eled cry as a sword descended toward Zachary’s unprotected head

No! she cried within, unable to speak aloud No! She wanted to press through the shard, be there to protect him, but she was helpless She could not pass

Before the sword fell, the scene clouded up and vanished

No! Tears splattered on the surface of the mirror shard What had happened? Her insides felt flayed apart with fear, grief She willed the shard to show her more, to show the outcoht At first there was nothing, then the es so quickly that she had only i before her eyes, of people and places she could not identify It was like flipping the pages of a book to get to the end

Finally the motion ceased, but all she saw at first was vibrant color, like paints running together The ieoether with lead It took her a

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Her point of view pulled out so that the dome of the First Rider opened up like an uures appeared to hover in the air within the dolass to illuht for of her pulse, she also recognized the shape of Zachary, his broad shoulders and the posture of a warrior Thank the gods, she said over and over in her ht The nawed at her Was it truly so? Did the shard necessarily show her scenes in their correct sequence? Thetricks on her now? No She must believe the sequence was correct Zachary had to be all right He had to have survived that battle

Then she remembered that he must have, only to die in the final battle before Sacor City She recalled the account in the diary of Seften, which the professor had shown her King Zachary rode out to support his troops, only to be overco this, however, was a relief She had tie outco away fro and captain appeared to be gesturing at the glass There was so familiar about him and about the way he moved, but she could not place hi, anyway He, like the captain, gazed where the unknown ’s face, his expression, only the hint of colored light shining on his hair and glancing off his cheek

Have you forgotten ned the from Blackveil? That she was dead? But the captain had left that odd enerations of chief caretakers in the tombs The captain, at least, ht return If only she could pass through the mirror shard itself and be there If only a whisper from her lips would reach their ears Zachary’s ears

There is no one, she had told Cade Truth or lie? Perhaps only Captain Mapstone’s ability could tell her for sure When--if--she reached hoain in Zachary’s presence It was too easy noith her so far away to believe one thing or another She knew, rationally, that he and she could not be together, but what had to be did not necessarily govern how she felt deep within

Was she being fair to Cade who had expressed his desire to travel back with her, to be with her? One thing she was glad of was that he slept and did not witness her reaction to seeing Zachary Her feelings about the two etting so very good at and locked away her feelings, her uncertainties It was the safest course To set aside the issue, to o on with life At the ift, this vision of ho over what it was about the stained glass that was so interesting