Hey my brave girl...

Mommy... What's that?

Well, it's a magical potion that will take us to a new place.

Why?

Because I won't let them hurt you, baby.

I'm scared...

Shhh, my brave little one. You just need to be brave for five more minutes.

Will you be there too?

Of course. I'll come with you.

Is it going to hurt?

Maybe a little, baby. But I'll be right here, following you.

O-okay...

Hold still baby..

Ow! Mommy!

Shh... I've got you.

Mommy it's going dark!!!

That's just the teleporting, sweetie. You'll be okay, my brave baby.

I can't!! Mommy I'm scared!!

Just five more minutes...

Mommy...

I promise I'll meet you there.

Mom...

See you soon, baby...

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The men run into the room to find two bodies curled up on the floor. "You said they were healthy!! We can't have dead slaves!"

"Sirs, I assure you they were..." One of the men stoops down, spotting a needle. "Suicide..."

The other men growl, "Why would she even have access to poison?"

He hums, "Part of her training.. she must have taken some."

"Why would she kill herself and her five year-old? Even if she knew what was happening.."

"Because death is better than being a slave."

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The glowing figure keeps her arms wrapped around her baby. "I love you, baby."

"Mommy, it's so... Bright."

"Better than the dark."

"Why are you here?" A tall form towers over the pair.

"I couldn't let them hurt her... And I couldn't leave her alone." The mother trembles under his gaze.

"Don't worry. All you have to do now is reach the gates. I hope you can swim."