Rose... [Diarmuid knew Rose had died. That was at least part of the pyre that was his wrath set alight by Waver's death. Seeing her in this Purgatory, however, made his heart sink. Like it set in only just now that she did.
What hurt worse was that inevitably, she would see him. She would address him. She would probably be angry with him, as was her right. At this point it was a matter of ripping the bandage off. He would address it himself, let her lash out. There had been plenty of that on his part this day. He ought to face the consequences of his actions.]
day 4
What hurt worse was that inevitably, she would see him. She would address him. She would probably be angry with him, as was her right. At this point it was a matter of ripping the bandage off. He would address it himself, let her lash out. There had been plenty of that on his part this day. He ought to face the consequences of his actions.]
I'm sorry. I... I could not keep my word to you.