"My heart breaks for you, my lady," Kasala whispered. "It is rare to see a Ruxvan fall so completely in love so early in life. I saw such joy in your futures." The elf began to lead Larissa slowly towards the bed, sighing sadly. "I do not know how I failed to see such a thing..." She sat with Larissa on the edge of the bed, and arm curled protectively around her. "But her spirit will fire you, always. Living or dead, she inspires you, and your love for her will never leave you wrong."