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Edhener lay on his back staring at the cealing. His hand had been taken care of, and, due to drink that Elfride had made for them all, he felt calmer. He had been worried about Garnae and Leoflic, but now he was glad to see that they were as well as they could have been under the circumstances.
Strange, but that was not how he had imagined the end of his adventure. He had expected himself to feel exhilarated and proud of what he had done. Instead, there was nothing inside him save emptiness and a strange calm. He had longed to go home to see his beloved's reaction at his quest. He had imagined what she would say, how she would smile, how her eyes would shine when hearing him and knowing that it had all been for her. But now all this was gone. He still loved her, but he no longer wanted to impress her, no longer wanted to tame her pride. It had not been all for her, what he had done. There had been other reasons, hidden deep inside his soul where he had not yet learned to search.
Edhener got up and went to look outside. Everything was so quiet, so still. It was as if they were the only live beings in a deserted world.
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