She was a Dame of the Opal Order. Usually she was able to keep her emotions in check and remain strong for others around her. When it came to Blaze, her feelingswere almost too powerful to contain."I got his letter only a few days ago. It was hard for messages to get through to me. Is he ill?""I suppose it could be considered an illness. On his last assignment, he broke his vow of not using a weapon. The Knights were outnumbered. Torn was injured and Blaze defended him. He killed several soldiers.""I see." Melody drew a deep breath. Blaze had once told her that if he took a life, its spirit would haunt him. So many ghosts visited him, and not all were harmless. Those with grudges against other people he could tolerate. Yet how could a man like Blaze who was innately gentle andnurturing endure the spirits of those he slaughtered constantly around him? Melody cringed to think of how she would feel in his position. It was bad enough living with the memory of killing without the spirits themselves reminding you of your actions."Their spirits are with him constantly, day and night." Concern glistened in Mahir's eyes.
