Tosha wanted to scream.
She wanted to ball up her fists to pound the stone floor of the Great Hall while she wailed in grief at the loss of the man who had held up her world when her world came crashing down. She wanted to give vent to the sobs that stormed in her chest like a flock of angry birds because nothing was fair and everything hurt…
But she couldn't. Not now, with Riwal staring at her from just paces away, watching the light fade from his grandfather's eyes as the dark tendrils abandoned the withered husk of a man who had nothing left to give to this life. Those eyes, once quiet, calm, and reassuring, now stared fixedly into the next life or the Heavenly Shores beyond.
