[i]Collecting her breath through the pain, Luana had taken to laying her head against the ground, as she sorrowfully looked up at the Golden King. She simply nodded, yet her fingers did not let loose the handle of the sword.[/i] [u]"...I-I understand."[/u] [i]Why Luana would suffer through such pain at the hands of her own King, and seem so apologetic and determined, even when acknowledging the inevitable, was something that Gilgalad would have to question himself.[/i]