“Wha-What’s happening to her?”I was standing in front of the dying Seraph, bewildered. Lady Oriel has never looked this way before, gray ruffled feathers with amazingly pale white skin.
“Go…Find…Her…” she gasped.
“What? Who?” I questioned.
“Her…” Lady Oriel was breathing hard. I stood there, hesitating.
“GO! My… life… is…short…”
“It... is time!” Light surrounded Lady Oriel, and then she faded away into nothingness.No one spoke as I burst into tears, but why has Ambrose brought me to witness the Seraph’s death?