By now, the diminutive witch had completely captivated the audience. Already, their hearts had quaked and shivered in sympathy and a sort of collective mourning for Dame Sybyll's lost parents. Only a few people in the hall still remembered Baron Brighton and Baroness Caitlin, but even the ones who didn't know them still felt the tragedy of their loss and Sybyll's suffering personally.
Now, after watching the dreaded Demon Lord of Airgead Mountain calling Dame Sybyll a friend and swearing fealty to her, they were listening to a demon witch telling them a tale of love with the most unlikely of suitors. But when they learned how she'd suffered the pain of the wounded soldiers in order to save their lives, whether they were friends or foes, they found themselves nodding along at the unlikely pairing.
