IRIS
It was a day after Ronan was supposed to be lashed and I knew nothing. There was some kind of sadness in the air that I even saw on the guards. I took that as a sign the worst had happened, but no matter how much I asked, I received no answer.
I had been staring at the wall for hours, trying to feel for the bond. If Ronan had died, I should have felt something right? The tray of food from the night before sat untouched by the door. I had tried. I had tried so hard to eat, to keep my promise to Ronan, but I had thrown up twice and given up.
I was lifted out of my trance by footsteps. They were more than usual, but only two guards showed up in front of my cell. What was happening? Banishment or something else?
"It's time," one of them said and I wondered time exactly for what?
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