Ophelia didn't move for a while. She merely basked in the sun's rays until those rays became beams of moonlight.
Under the moonlight, the Lilac Liora'fen began to hiss and churn, a slight violet glow emanating from their petals.
Ophelia didn't care for the sublime beauty.
She was more interested in the harrowing fact that she'd inadvertently killed her brother.
While she didn't know the whole truth, it was just the affirmation of something she already believed to be true that broke her soul.
Throughout the night, Diligence kept talking, and Ophelia listened but never replied.
But each word carried by the wind from Diligence's lips breathed purpose back into Ophelia.
The seeds of revenge planted long ago had begun to bloom.
***
Ophelia didn't know when she'd fallen asleep, but the next time she opened her eyes, her body was stiff and sore all over.
But otherwise, she was alive.
Her most ghastly injuries had healed, and no beast had claimed her life while she slept.
