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Merindue

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8.32 “I was the second Queen of Nerrhavia’s Fallen after the tyrant died. Queen Merindue, Level 43 [Queen of the Freed Peoples]. Lower in level than many, but I ruled, so I maintain who I am. And you?”
8.32 Queen Merindue raised her brows, but another ghost recognized the name. A Dullahan walked over.
8.32 Donbaaar the Giant himself turned as a ghost caught his slow circuit of Chandrar. He bent, and offered a hand. The bewildered ghosts followed as Queen Merindue followed him up the arm.
8.32 “Is this worth taking them back so soon, Queen Merindue?”
8.32 Merindue heard Cawe’s puzzled words. She walked back over as many ghosts rode Donbaaar’s shoulder as naturally as if it were a horse or solid ground, not even staring down at the passing landscape below. He strode across Great Zeikhal, which had once been vast plains. To Cawe’s amazement, she saw grasslands below, rich and fertile, even huts and yurts set up, kingdoms among the grass…
8.32 Before it all turned to sand and was lost forever. The ghost saw Merindue smile.
8.32 There weren’t many as Donbaaar strode along. Cawe thought there should be many more. Everyone who had ever died was here, weren’t they? Merindue smiled.
8.32 Merindue’s smile flickered. She glanced ahead.
8.32 The other ghosts started. They looked up and saw the gathering of the dead. And the countless ghosts as powerful as Merindue or more.
8.32 Merindue shouted. Many ghosts floated up to meet them, calling out, asking questions. Merindue pointed.
8.32 Merindue shouted. Many ghosts floated up to meet them, calling out, asking questions. Merindue pointed.
8.32 She was a lesser ghost among some that were hard at work, and it displeased Merindue. Cawe just stared in awe.
8.32 Hrome was confused. So were the others, even frightened. What power could make so many ghosts work like this? Merindue answered as the Devourer of Devourers crouched to listen to a girl speak shyly into his ear.
8.32 Merindue.”
8.32 “That is good, Queen Merindue. I thank you for your efforts and Donbaaar for bringing you so quickly. Yet we have a number of ghosts who were slain by the Death of Chains. Are you referring to that?”
8.32 Queen Merindue hesitated. Her face soured and turned a bit annoyed.
8.32 Berythe walked off. Merindue hesitated. She stomped one foot, looking annoyed she wasn’t the first one back with important ghosts. Then her scowl deepened into a flash of murderous rage, the only expression of strong emotion Cawe had seen in her brief time dead.
8.32 Even so, Merindue’s look of pure animosity was such that other ghosts turned to stare. She did not shy away from the emotion; she seemed even happier, in truth, despite her anger. For to rage was to live.
8.32 A woman came swaying through the crowd, tall, perfect, a Human, but as amazingly graceful as Merindue’s enhanced fabric. Her eyes were dark whorls of color, and seemed to draw Cawe in.
8.32 The two women stopped. Merindue stared at the most powerful ghost yet.
8.32 “I hear these might be important? Ah, but if it is only the Death of Chains, then I fear all time is wasted, but I do this in courtesy to you, my descendant. Queen Merindue.”
8.32 The woman gave Merindue an arch smile. To that, the second ruler of Nerrhavia’s Fallen, great Queen Merindue, spat only one word.
8.32 The woman gave Merindue an arch smile. To that, the second ruler of Nerrhavia’s Fallen, great Queen Merindue, spat only one word.
8.32 Nerrhavia raised her brow at Merindue. She was acting like the others, Cawe realized. Gathering information. Nerrhavia, the legend behind…acting as a gate guard?
8.32 That was just the world they had ended up in. Merindue looked past Nerrhavia as the first ruler smirked.