I failed.

I couldn't kill him.

I got myself killed instead.

So much for being the chosen.

My head is not throbbing, everything seems at peace. Who am I kidding? If I open my eyes now, I will be alive, not dead like a part of me wished I was. There's no reason to pretend it won't happen again, but if I open my eyes now... I'm still here. And that means he lives, too, Starkev lives and my being alive puts me at his mercy and I hate it.

My eyes flutter open and I groan at the pain that hits my abdomen when I tried to move. he...