(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

I let my eyes widen and my jaw drop, as if she'd caught me in time.
"You... you man!" she hisses, stalking over in a fury, "How dare you dose me!
How dare you leave me behind like a sack of unwanted grain!"
"Deionarra..."
"I know what I saw in my visions, my love," a fire is in her now, and she stabs
me with the words. It takes some effort to not furrow my eyebrows in
frustration... I'll have to break this newfound willfulness from her later, "I
saw myself guiding you to your mortality. I saw myself at your side when you
died, if you ever die. If your victory is ever to come to pass, you will need
me."
My arms wrap around her then, and for a moment Deionarra stiffens. "I had
lingered too long. I had clung to the hope that you'd wake and that you
would be at my side after all. I had- I had ached thinking I'd lost you forever."
The anger melts from her then, and soon she is the meek, demure girl I'd
always known, "You will always have me, my love..."
I sigh, contented, and she takes the cue to return the embrace. It is fortunate
that her gift is so limited. If things go according to plan, she would never
predict the dagger I would place in her breast. She will see much more clearly
once the bonds of mortality have been broken.
Her kisses are hot with passion, and I return the favor knowing that very
soon, I would no longer have to put up with her wailing…
By the time Grace pulled away, I was already screaming.
~~~~~
"Iannis," there was always a rumble when I spoke, but today my voice came
out in a dry croak, "I discovered what happened to Deionarra."
Iannis didn't seem to have heard me for a moment. When he spoke again,
his words came slowly. "Tell me. I must know."
"I am responsible for your daughter's death. I murdered her long ago."
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