Forbidden

"Yes... I was right. Nothing about him. Nothing about what he does or who he is, is acceptable."

I couldn't see, but I knew now and exactly how the deed had gone down. As the powerful magic of his followers came to envelop him, his body began to crack, to decay. His skin, his flesh, his blood became bright dust before leaving to join the sarcophagi in exchange for the unreal amount of blood they gave to complete the forbidden act. The smell baffled me, the smell of this blood so impure, so absolute carried away by the winds. The smell of the wind and the indefinable sensation I experienced at every step of this power procedure forbidden by all the rulers of the magical world.

Then I heard him talking to me alone. He had not had to use his magical voice.

- Dania, when this whole ritual is over, stay with the queen and Kator. I'll be back soon.

- Why?

- I'm asking you to do it for this world you want to save.

But I refused to give in. I had to know, again and again.