I feel her before I see her, the spark of pure light running through the dark.

"Help HIM!" Kaeli shouts at me, all but falling on top of him.

"I cannot. My Lord knew I would want to, and has forbade it. It is no longer my place to heal..."

Look at the poor, dead wretch at my feet.

"And it is no longer his. Mores the pity..." Shake my head, there is more I could say, maybe more I want to, but I can feel my Lady and My CeCe calling to me.

"I am sorry, healer." And it is truth. Without another word, I launch myself into the night.