The Bells Of Mourning

*Erani* · 07-16-2013, 09:27 PM

Erani

A swirl in the mist of rainfall, the silent wet falls of paws, too heavy to be Epiphron?s paws. The heavy mist of rain made it impossible to make out a scent, so she waited for the approaching wolf to come into sight. He came, and she recognized the male at once. Gerhardt, King of Seracia. She lowered her head in a respectful bow, then lifted her gaze to study the male as he introduced himself. It didn?t take him long to ask why she was unhappy. And then Epiphron was there, concern in those blue eyes.

Erani?s throat tightened, convulsing as she swallowed to force back the tears. She allowed Epiphron to introduce her to Gerhardt, before Epiphron turned to herself and asked the question. Erani gazed at her, hating that she had to say this. ?Epiphron? I?m so sorry?? Erani felt her throat tighten, and forced out the words, feeling as though she were tearing her heart from her chest as she spoke them. ?Last night? Your Father passed on. Aislyn and I arrived in time to hear his last words. They were these. ?I love you all.?? Her ears were flat against her skull as her eyes clamped shut. She wanted to embrace the young wolf she saw as a daughter, but she wouldn?t force it on Epiphron. She was tired. She hadn?t slept at all since before she?d gone to Cairo?s den to give him his herbs.

Her eyes opened to look at Epiphron. ?I?m so sorry.? There were tears in those words.

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