Northern Lights

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“I do not have what you seek.”

Sitome stood before King Salun.

“You are the Immortal of the North, are you not?”

“I do not have what you seek.”

“The Oracle tells me that if I have your heart I shall become immortal in your place.”

“My heart is well protected.”

“We shall see.”

Salun gestured to Kier, his aide, who forced Sitome to his knees.

“I do not have what you seek.”

“We shall see,” said Salun, nodding to Kier.

Kier unsheathed his knife and pulled Sitome back by his hair.

“Be careful,” said Salun.

“I am always precise,” said Kier, and plunged the knife into Sitome’s chest.

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