She told me. She said the story has a happy ending. And she wouldn't lie. [Rue thought her incapable of falsehood, at least in front of herself or Mytho. She tried, of course, but with such an inept hand that only Mytho's emptiness kept him from realizing.
Rue moves to the side of his chair, so she can wrap her arms around him and draw him close, his head against her chest.]
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Rue moves to the side of his chair, so she can wrap her arms around him and draw him close, his head against her chest.]