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Isolde, Cold And Bleeding In Camelot's Throne Room

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Isolde, cold and bleeding in Camelot’s Throne Room, lay dying in her lover, Tristan’s, arms.

She and Tristan had been smugglers, so do die by the sword had always been a possibility, but, as she discovered, staring into the face of death was far more frightening than considering it might happen one day. And now, with blood draining from her abdominal wound, soaking Tristan’s trousers, she understood she would meet death in heartbeats. But how many? Two? Twenty?

Beneath Isolde, Tristan trembled, and she decided this was the worst part of dying unexpectedly, that she could not comfort him and would never speak the words she longed to say, that final, loving goodbye he so deserved.

They met four years ago when she had fled from her home in

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