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Roni was speaking with one of the current queen’s judges and
learning a lot about how the day-to-day process of dispensing justice worked in
the Summer Court when she began to feel strange. It was almost as if a fog had fallen over her thoughts. Taking another sip of the wine to try to
dispel the confusion, she shook her head.
The disorientation worsened, and she felt the glass fall
from her hand. Distantly, the sound of
the judge asking if she was alright buzzed in her ears, but the words made no
sense to her. Inexorably she felt
herself being drawn to the other side of the room; she moved as if she were
sleepwalking, but soon found herself at Deirdra’s side.
She looked up at the taller woman, unsure of why she had
sought her out. Before she knew it, her
arm moved, seemingly of its own volition, and she was slapping the Elf as hard
as she could. Deirdra shrieked when Roni’s hand connected with her cheek, and
the sound of the blow resounded through the room like a shot.
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