Lady Maribelle… [ His voice comes out strained, torn as he is between dispatching the creature immediately and allowing himself a moment’s distraction to tend to her.
The latter impulse wins out. He doesn’t let go of the harp still, but he reaches out to lay his free hand upon her shoulder. ]
Please look at me. [ The plea is punctuated with a squeeze as he continues: ] There is yet one more person that you must save above all else.
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The latter impulse wins out. He doesn’t let go of the harp still, but he reaches out to lay his free hand upon her shoulder. ]
Please look at me. [ The plea is punctuated with a squeeze as he continues: ] There is yet one more person that you must save above all else.