"Yet I'm also grateful to you because I'm still alive, Nalrond." Friya said. "I'm still made of flesh and bones and can get as far from Faluel as she allows me.
"My life has changed, but not so much that I have to abandon all my dreams and resign to a life of servitude. What I'm trying to say is: thank you, Nalrond. You never stopped fighting for me, even when I was lost in despair.
"You found a solution to a problem I deemed unsolvable. Even though I've become a Harbinger sooner than I wanted, this was my path from the beginning. You just gave me the final push.
"Nonetheless, nothing will ever be the same, and I don't know if-" She walked out of the bathroom and was taken aback by the romantic atmosphere of the room. "Why did you set up all this? What did you think was going to happen?"
Only then did Nalrond notice that Friya was in her Harbinger form. She had bathed as a Quasi-Hydra to get used to her extra heads, tail, and newfound aversion to cold temperatures.
