I couldn’t survive it on my own, but if that’s what You want of me, then I know You’ll give me the strength I don’t have.” The grief descended again, and Jace let it course through him, spilling out in his tears and heaving breaths as he surrendered entirely to Elôm’s will. If You want to take her… I know, even if I don’t understand, that it’s best. I love her more than anything in this world, but You love her even more. I never want to do that again.” A couple more tears made their escape. I doubted You, Lord, and forgot my faith. “I tried to save Kyrin myself and almost went against everything I believe. More threatened, but he looked up at the sky. How could he answer that question? He shook his head, but after the initial wave of grief, quietness followed, and he straightened up again, swiping away the tears with his gloves. In the midst of it, a question seemed to whisper through his soul, gently but firmly, asking him who was more important to him-Kyrin or Elôm? He choked down a sob that lodged in his throat with the rising flood of pain. But with it comes the possibility of hope that has long since died. When a stranger interferes with his masters harsh punishment, Jaces world is upended yet again. “He hunched over, the pain already almost too much to bear. Forced to become a gladiator, Jace finds more and more of his heart dying as his master works to break down his will not to become the monster everyone believes he is.
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