Thrakatburz had felt Keldin's coming even before he had entered the camp. She did not find it hard to sense the presence of someone for whom she bore such malice and such hate. She had let him kill the orc outside her tent to make him think his arrival would be a surprise. The orcs were expendable and she would enjoy the look on his face when he saw her waiting for him. Thrakatburz was not let down. She watched him gasp and retch as he lifted the flap of the tent.
He looked at the ground, and she knew he was comparing her to the person she had been long ago.
"Siluailwen" he said, almost involuntarily.
"Siluailwen is dead" Thrakatburz replied and she enjoyed watching his pained reactions as she spoke. "You did what you set out to do that day; you killed Siluailwen. All the hate I carry and all the things I have become, it is because of you." She stepped closer to him, breathing these words into his ear and she knew that though he tried to hide it, he was weighed down by guilt. "Perhaps you would like to experience the mercy of the person you have shaped."
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