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[Merci d'Rue]

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It was no secret that Merci and many in Stonegate believed heavily in fate and destiny. They all felt they were a bit ahead of their time visionarys if you will of what was to come.

So when the tremors shook the bottom floor of her house, the Coffin of Ice cracking open, Merci knew the time had come, it was time to revive her.

She needed not a more formal invitation and leaning over her pale white cousin, she planted the same kiss upon her cheek. Yet this time the cold was being drawn back into Merci slowly the icy stiffness leaving her cousin.

The question was, had she recouped? Would she awake? Merci did not stay to find out, callous most would say, but Merci had done what she could and it was now up to fate to decide if Fiona would live or die. Yet she knew her cousin was strong.

So she did not bat an eye when a loud gasp of surprise rang out at the tavern when Fiona d'Rue once more whole, walked in as if not a day had passed. She did smile slightly and return to her tasks.....

Only the strong survive..
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May destiny guide you...