Chapter 39
I drove away the guards who were following me and climbed up the tallest wall in this palace.
When the wind blew, I stood on the high wall, opened my hands, closed my eyes, and let the breeze blow through the ends of my hair and across my cheeks.
My big red dress fluttered, dancing gracefully with the wind. It must look like the bloody edge of the horizon with the setting sun.
Cristin, do you see it? The person who killed you is dead and she has been punished accordingly. Are you looking down right now?
Cristin, you must be lonely over there by yourself. Don't worry, I will be with you soon.
Cristin, I especially wore your favorite big red dress today. You said that red looks festive, so I thought it was most suitable for a day like today.
Cristin, do you blame me? Do you blame me for not listening to you and returning to the most prosperous and ruthless place in the world?
Don’t worry, I will leave here... soon.
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