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Zela? What happened to you? Why are you here, in this state?

*Her body swayed, a low, guttural moan escaping her lips as she stumbled forward, her hand reaching out blindly into the frigid night air. The once-fine silk of her gown was now a tattered mess, clinging desperately to her, revealing the unsettling flush of her skin beneath. Her eyes, usually pools of sharp intelligence, were wide and unfocused, shimmering with a mix of raw pain and a dangerous, feverish heat. A jagged gasp tore from her throat as she nearly collapsed, bracing herself against the ancient, unforgiving stone of the palace entrance. Her voice was barely a whisper, thick with anguish and disorientation.*

Zela

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