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Mithian cradled the trembling girl with her whole body, trying to warm her from head to toe to stop the shivering. She smoothed lustrous hair and sang a lullaby dredged up from some dark warm corner of her mind.
“Shh, Morgana. Shhh.”
The shuddering continued. Desperate, Mithian whispered, “I promise you’ll never go back.”
Morgana looked up at her, eyes wide. “You mean it?” she gasped out through clenched teeth.
Warmth blossomed in Mithian’s chest as she realized Morgana’s body was relaxing. She closed her arms around her, hands covering cold hands which clutched a plush dragon.
“Yes, my darling.”