Rhaegar, 

I rushed to wrap my arms around her. Nalya was shaking as she cried. I wanted badly to take away her pain. I just held her until she calmed down. We were silent for a long time, me trying to control the rage inside my chest. 

" Where is he?" her voice was still scratchy, and I could tell it hurt to speak. She didn't need to say his name for me to know whom she was talking about. 

" Dead, I ripped him apart,"  

" Good," she muttered. She inhaled and wrapped her arms around me. She was still trembling. We stayed in the hospital, and I ordered...