“He’s gone,” the Valkyrie cried, “and I’ll never see him again!” Power radiated from her, spilling and washing over everything and everyone in the direct vicinity. The unearthly creature that stood before her hardly noticed.
“That is not true,” Cinnia began. She knew the woman could be passionate, but she had misjudged the depths of the Valkyrie’s feelings for the elf. How had it slipped her notice? Beneath the constant bickering, something must have happened, something that drew the Valkyrie and the elf together that others missed entirely.
“His heart was consumed!” The Valkyrie railed. She glared at Cinnia, daring the fae creature to tell her otherwise. They both knew that his heart had been devoured by the Soul-Eater, and there was very little that could be done to reunite one with a consumed heart.
“If his heart had been consumed, he would have died a second death,” Cinnia said quietly. She waited for the woman’s reaction.
The Valkyrie’s rage quieted. “Explain,” she demanded. She was aware that once a heart was consumed by the Devourer that most died. Very few creatures could survive without their hearts.
Cinnia paused. “If his heart were consumed you would be unable to reclaim it and reunite his heart with his body.” She waited for her words to sink in before continuing. “Even so, the Universe is a vast, mysterious place. There would be ways to bring heart and body back together. All that would remain would be his spirit. Where would his soul be?”
The Valkyrie left without a word, disappearing to somewhere or when. Cinnia wasn’t sure which, not since the Valkyrie’s recent travels and all the Truths she learned along the way. She wished the Valkyrie luck, the best sort of fortune she could bestow upon anyone.