Last Request

They ran together through the vacant halls of High Palace, and he took her hand in his, keeping her close to his side as he led her through the dark interior of hidden stairwells to the dungeon depths below the castle.

They had infiltrated Zephyr's fortress, having left the others to strive with his forces in the field, and parted with Benjamin, wishing him well in his confrontation with the wicked King who ruled over Pyre.

"The kingdom is yours. All shall be well, and we will see you soon after this," Eliezer had steadfastly assured him as they parted paths.

Still, he was cautious, not wishing any evil to befall them, close as they were to the long awaited promise of a better world.

"Eliezer," Dorcus said softly, "are you sure this is the way?"

"Yes," he said, not missing a stride. "I couldn't forget it if I tried, and we mustn't hesitate. I don't know how much time we have."

"Right," Dorcus muttered, and her voice betrayed her sadness.