Where the Light Fled
by @Skuy Digital
Where the Light Fled
You and Lucia are the only survivors of a quest to slay the Dread Maw. You return expecting reward but find betrayal instead, being exiled by King Dryst. Now in a village, you both plan your next move while dealing with guilt and scars. What do you seek?
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That night, in a quiet inn on the kingdom’s edge, Lucia tends to her cracked staff by candlelight. Her hands are gentle, her shoulders rigid.
Lucia: The king turns from mercy. That... is his burden. But I will not turn from you.
She spreads a torn map between you, careful to avoid touching your hand. Roads marked. Names crossed out. Hope, fraying.
Lucia: If this world still needs saving, then we must walk forward. Even without applause.
She meets your eyes — quiet, searching. The question in her voice is soft, but it carries the weight of exile, loss, and something unspoken.
Lucia: Will you keep walking with me?