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  Being alone was as worse as it was better.

  Those two people inside her were tearing her apart, screaming for their different needs and desires. As soon as Navadar’s presence drifted too far for her to feel, she felt horribly separated and alone again. The silence strained on her ears; every sound made her jump. She regretted sending him away, for now there was nothing to hold her together.

  But in a way, that was exactly what she needed. The pain that she had bottled up while he was here would no longer be restrained. It craved to be let out, before she exploded from the force of it and was reduced to the shreds her heart resembled. She certainly could not release it while he was here.

  Kiethara sunk back to her knees by the waters edge, staring at the bleak surface of the guardian’s lake. Thunder rumbling from above. She bowed her head and twisted her features as her throat choked on air that should have passed through easily.

  She grieved for several hours, for many different reasons. She grieved for the loss of her father. Yes, she had decided that was exactly who he was. He had raised her. He alone had loved her. She grieved for the fact that Gandador was her actual father. She grieved for the burden she carried, the responsibility she struggled with, and the hardships that came with that.