declared that while Cormac's mark remained, ther

grudge of Cormac's, completely c

ement. Jasmine's warriors

in silence. She felt no anger, only

wrist-"failure to discipline her consort"-and sentenced her

wing her head. But she shot Angel

Angel. He warned her that as an exile, she was

er didn't execute her on the spot. Instead, he orde

scavenge from the clan's dump. He was c

bed her arms to

shed the dust off her sleeves, her back

burning eyes swept slowly over Jasmine, Al, and the High Oracle on the platform, etching their smug expressions deep into her m

alked out of the gates, into the

This time, there was no despair in her

corted back to her warm, luxurious stone h

ina teacup against the wall, fur

, trying to soothe her. Jasmine backhanded

shrieked. "You couldn't

furiously lashing Al's back, taking all h

in, not daring to fight back. A flash of hu

n the corner, shivering in f

eturned to the hidden cave. She carefu

s an ice sculpture, she finally relaxed

ummeted. Angel huddled next to Kain's massive bod

. The bear meat was almost gon

was in deep hibernation, she couldn't harve

e energy depletion if high-calorie fo

e knew she couldn't just sit here and wa