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Asra was grateful for that at least From the other side of the wall she recognized surprise and anger in Macta’s final shriek but not pain Not real pain Wouldn’t it hurt to have one’s soul devoured A sliver of moonlight worked through the bars of the high dungeon window The Princess crouched like a child in the feeble glow head in hands with her back to the damp stone wall Her matted hair hung over her face and though she’d squeezed her eyes shut she’d been unable to block out Macta’s scream It still rang in her ears She shuddered but felt a tinge of relief that the deed was done if she could believe that shape-shifter Jal-Maktar’s promise she herself was in no immediate danger Jal-Maktar had vowed to eat only one soul and Macta had more or less volunteered Now that chapter of her life was closed for good a book best put aside and forgotten But what new horror might open up in its place Asra’s descent from Princess to prisoner had been swift When she left the forest with the Human girl Rebecca she honestly believed they’d be able to waltz carefree into the palace of Helfratheim Now Asra was trapped in the bowels of that distant fortress with no more hope than a mouse at the bottom of a well Rebecca was gone Macta her relentless suitor was dead Asra guessed there was no one alive who knew she was here except for Jal-Maktar She could rot in the vaulted chambers of this prison and no one would ever suspect a thing Her only chance was that Jal-Maktar might help her escape She’d probably be forced to pay him for his favors with some part of her body some
