The Bloodied Briar – Part 1

The Princess Bard

“Have you explained to the others all the risks of this ritual, Briar?”
Briar shook her head. For a moment, she considered lying but she had a feeling that an immortal demon could detect bullshit a mile away. Briar also had a feeling Lorelei was asking because she already knew the answer.
“Do you not think it would have been wise to prepare them?”
Briar shrugged. “Why? They can’t do anything to ease the risk, they can’t talk me out of doing it, either. So why worry them needlessly?”
“What about goodbyes?”
“There are letters if something happens. They’re in my suitcase. I just, I don’t do goodbyes. I never have.” Briar knew that with letters she had probably chosen the selfish path but she really did not want anyone to worry. And what would just in case goodbyes achieve? They would just upset everyone and give people a chance…

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