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[Phantom Darkbane]

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"Oh dear, oh dear.. oh dear..." she wept within her beloved's office. Phantom's body shivered under the thin robe that was given to her by the humble healer who returned her life back to her. With knees drawn to her chest, she nervously rocked back and forth within Galathan's plush chair. She was certain that he was off handling business affairs with Ivae, so it was only a matter of time before he would be returning. Her mind was whirlwinding in a bleak attempt to conjure up a story that would explain her current condition, despite knowing inwardly that once her eyes met his she would hardly be able to speak a lie. Blood soiled through her hair and streaked across her face, and yet she was far to frightened to even walk down to the water to rid herself of the awful residue. The blood and bruises would not have been as difficult to explain, if it were not for having had her clothes violently ripped off of her flesh along with her Purus crest. With a somber glance to her wedding ring, she managed to let out a raspy sigh of relief. With having lost so much within that disasterous bout, she was fortunate to leave with her jewelery in tact. "I'm so sorry Gala..." she shamefully murmered, as her eyes drifted to a close. Every few moments she would shake within her sleep as she would recall the evening's events.