Finality (Ch.754)

A deep breath in.

Neveah forced herself to straighten, she pushed past the grief clawing at her chest and locked it away in the depths of her mind, deep enough where it couldn't reach her...not now, not while the stronghold needed her.

Exhaling slowly, Neveah turned fully to face Xenon. No words needed to be said, Xenon knew the choice she had made. There had never been any other path, truly.

"The infernal dragons are assembled," Xenon said, his voice was steady but his gaze was heavy with words left unspoken. "The Lord of Fort Inferno has requested you to preside over the war council." He continued. 

He handed her a change of clothes, a simple black dress free of the blood and dust staining her riding suit. "I will have someone launder your riding suit. You should get changed."