Donahue
I had just arrived in the Night court, right in front of my grandfather's throne, when I felt the pain as the bond was ripped to shreds. I tried grabbing hold of it, tried holding onto it with all my might, but nothing worked. The bond was broken and I knew what that meant. Fraya is dead, but then why am I still alive? I look up to find my grandfather and grandmother looking down at where I fell to my knees when the pain ripped my insides apart. I can still feel the pain, struggling to breath as I try to understand what the hell just happened. I try to feel for Fraya, try to see if there is anything left of her in me, but there is nothing. Where her heart used to beat next to mine, there is nothing but emptiness, where her soul used to vibrate with life next to mine, there is noth
