*Gravestone*

Even in the most unassuming clothing I could find for her, Belasarius still found a way to be absolutely beautiful. Her light brown hair was tied up in a ponytail that cascaded down over her right shoulder like a waterfall, the simple clothes I bought for her, a lacy, baggy shirt, a small hood atop, and traveling pants, so inconsequential were I to find them on any other woman, looked stunning on her.

It helped that being free of the trappings of the castle and the ...