{Music Recommendation: So cold ~ Ben Crocks & Nikisha Reyes-Pile}
Two bodies were found as Hart had said... one alive and the other dead. Two bodies were returned from the mountain with a decaying cut-off arm.
The tournament for Jenna's groom spread like wildfire throughout the entire kingdom. Even those who hadn't attended got the news from their abode. The events that had taken place during the fight of love didn't settle even after the rain did.
Dry and hot season arrived; it had been three weeks since the tournament. The mountain, the drinking pub, and everywhere a contest was held now appeared empty. Only what was left were memories of what no longer stood.
Loud cheers and smiles, dresses and wine. Jealousy and obsession. Love and supplication in its purest form now looked like a myth. One only an eye that was present could really tell.
